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Puromycin is still licking windows, Thu 3 Apr 2008, 20:03, archived)

mmm, delicious

the contents of my lunch today

(serge-fabrizio taught the Talk to Frank robot to call him father, Thu 3 Apr 2008, 20:09, archived)

You were lucky

all I had was a slice of tarmac with NO butter.

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Puromycin is still licking windows, Thu 3 Apr 2008, 20:11, archived)

Tarmac?

Ooh la-de-da. I had a handful of dirt and I was glad to get that.

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Aenesis, Thu 3 Apr 2008, 20:18, archived)

Dirt?

You lucky bastard. We used to dream of a bit of dirt - I always remember that there was one christmas when we were allowed a lick of the dirt-spoon. Those were the days...

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Puromycin is still licking windows, Thu 3 Apr 2008, 20:37, archived)

You had it easy

I had to slice my own tarmac, with my teeth. And wash it down with meths.

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Peregr1n @peregr1n, Thu 3 Apr 2008, 20:18, archived)

I had a bottle of meths and some pocket lint

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Sheehan forevermore owes Ttssattsr beer, Thu 3 Apr 2008, 20:20, archived)

i thrust my head into a bucket of broken glass with some force

that was after i ate my macdonalds though

(serge-fabrizio taught the Talk to Frank robot to call him father, Thu 3 Apr 2008, 20:23, archived)

Meths? METHS!

Your parents must have been rich. We had to wash our tarmac down with sump oil...

...and we had to steal our own sump oil.

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Puromycin is still licking windows, Thu 3 Apr 2008, 20:39, archived)

Just imagine the toys

they'd put in their Happy Meals.

Also, woo.

(Strikethrough bold italic underline, Thu 3 Apr 2008, 20:18, archived)