Deep fried baby, anyone? No? Shame. It's right tasty.
A couple of years ago a (female) friend of my was unfortunate enough to give birth to one of those children things. Out of a sense of duty & the like, me and two mates went to the maternity hospital to look at the shaved monkey looking creature and offer our commiserations at the loss of her ability to go out/have fun for a few years.

Whilst looking/poking the larval looking thing, I suggested that maybe eating babies would be quite idea. Now, this being the NHS, it was a shared ward with 7 other new mothers & brats. Add to this, my mates & I were all dressed in black trenchcoaty things, all looking like the sad Neo-wannabes we were; which caused much consternation amongst the 12 year old chav mothers of 6 in the room.

All women hugged their babies closer, stared at me with their poison eyes. I carried regardless. They'd be like suckling pig or milk veal, all pale & tender. Eat the hands deed fried, like pork scratchings.
I am not a godfather, or allowed near children anymore.

I will not apologise for length, no sir. What's good enough for John Holmes is good enough for me.
(Lord of the Pies, Thu 10 Jun 2004, 15:25, Reply)