(Chocolate. I nearly died of custard when I was hit in the head with a taxi then the face with a major thoroughfare in quick succession. Broke several face bones and was forced to live on soup and custard for a few weeks. After day nine, I hunted down a child and said "Do you like custard? Would you like two litres?"
Of course, the child looked at me, screamed, and ran away. So then I had to find a more gruesome child who would say "Wow, cool bruises!")
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(Chocolate. I nearly died of custard when I was hit in the head with a taxi then the face with a major thoroughfare in quick succession. Broke several face bones and was forced to live on soup and custard for a few weeks. After day nine, I hunted down a child and said "Do you like custard? Would you like two litres?"
Of course, the child looked at me, screamed, and ran away. So then I had to find a more gruesome child who would say "Wow, cool bruises!")