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You must eat the last thing in your grasp.
what was it?
No dicks.

Just got done cleaning the Bathroom…

Well, down the hatch.

I guess I hope I can eat laptop touchpads, then.

My computer’s mouse is a bit hard to chew.

A mouse.

A crumb too small for a mouse.

…..gasoline for the snowblower
meh, can’t be worse than school lunch

These threads always work out for me.

My pills. Yum yum.

Pills here.

mmmm, this apple full of music is crunchy and delicious!

>pick up chicken
>open thread

I just finished masturbating.

a mouse

I was just holding a pencil

My beard! Or my entire chin? D:
I cannot imagine that being an easy task, considering this is the thing that holds my jaws, which I use to chew, together. Perhaps I could blend it… that’s over-thinking this. Brain, stahp.

Ugh.

My IPhone. Ok then.

A can of Mountain Dew
I don’t even like Mountain Dew that much :(

Too bad my laptop isn’t an Apple.
Would taste good.

HOW CAN I EAT AN ENTIRE VIDEOCASETTE RECORDER???

All I wanted was to transfer my 1994 christmas vids to dvd!

See you later keyboard.

G’bai, bar of soap.

A chocolate chip cookie.

A cup of glass.

You sadistic bastard.

You know my chair is practically gone now…
It’s been used as a weapon, a tool of mass seduction, used for space flight, and now I have to eat it?

My IPad.

My cat.

Do I have to eat her raw or can I cook her first?

Pizza
hahahaha

bzzt bzzt Dammit!

Mmm, delicious air molecules.

I’m nomming on something rright this moment. Checkmate, OP.

A bunch of superballs. (The rubber bouncy kind!)

Arrgh…

A calculator D:

A slice of toast that I already ate?

I think it was a tangerine. I ate it.

No, silly!

You have to eat THE BAG!

Well this sucks:

Shouldn’t have tried to fix something earlier today.

My left breast.

Measuring tape. Appetizing.

Unused tissue paper.

Glad I decided to lay off fapping.

My girlfriend.
Oh wait

Glad I wasn’t the only one masturbating.

The Time Machine by H.G. Wells.

Bottoms up.

Edit: It’s a good thing this isn’t the second to last thing you were holding, or I’d be eating my trench coat.

How many of these threads have we had?

Billions and Billions

My wallet? Come on, man, I need that!

Trench Coat?

H.G Wells!!??

Vlad!?

A bowl of pasta.

Yes.

I am here.

It’s okay now.