Hahah my family trough down like that too
Mum puts it down, 3, 2, 1, EEEEEAT!
And there's total silence with the occasional "Mmm, ommmm, nommmmm".
Christmas Day is nice, it's just me and the parents and we, like, TALK and that.
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Wed 21 Jul 2010, 20:30, 1 reply, 16 years ago)

The biggest joke of all was my poor mother's 'it's not a race'.
5 people, 3 more roast potatoes: damn fucking right it's a race. I had heard of 'leftovers' but, like Lottery winning, they were something that 'other people' had.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Wed 21 Jul 2010, 20:50, Reply)

My nana will grab them off your plate
Or if you have a hangover and want to leave some spuds for later, she will forage for them in the oven long after it's all gone cold.
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Wed 21 Jul 2010, 20:51, Reply)

HIDE THEM IN YOUR SOCKS.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Wed 21 Jul 2010, 21:29, Reply)