Last night some friends showed up at four in the morning to smoke weed.
Then Nick was like “I'm hungry” and pulled out a foil package from his pocket.
I thought it was chicken until I saw an eyebrow.
Not chicken.
Then I guess Ian decided that it was appealing, or he was drunk, or whatever, and there they were - two of them, standing in my living room, gnawing on scraps of a pig's face.
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Although I will gnaw on a steak, the lord of the flies picture is a perfect header for this post! Kudos.
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