Posted on Saturday, 21 January 2012
* FORKS - “During my long-past student days I made many trips to my friend Jon’s house due to a) his Amiga and b) his access to superior smoking supplies. Every time I went around I would sneak into his kitchen to steal a fork, leaving a knife I had smuggled in from my own cutlery drawer. I often ate with him and his housemates. Over time the start of every meal was preceded by an increasingly irate search for forks. With his fork supply down to one old battered fork he wondered, “Where do they all go?” followed by “at least we have lots of knives.” I was able to sympathise. I was going through a similar experience, only with knives.” (cupeye)
