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[eiremagic]

All right.

You've got a hangover?

Here's what you do. Eat a fry-up. Bread, eggs, sausages, tomatoes, white pudding, mushrooms. I'll be making them.

If you can't handle that eat a few raw eggs, drink some fucking water, and have a few slices of bread. Or a banana.

Can't handle that, then just keep drinking the water.

But if you want a fry up, just come over.

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[never_very_good]

Still get one if I'm not hung over?

[unflagging]

Raw eggs. Cool.

[eiremagic]

Boyo, you don't have to ask.

[eiremagic]

They do the job.

[unflagging]

Or you die from salmonella poisoning, which is fine too.

[eiremagic]

Not that common.

[unflagging]

Really? [Boo. Bummer.] Okay. Then you're set.

[eiremagic]

Yeah, really. I used to drink them all the time, when I was a small.

[unflagging]

I've heard you're supposed to give dogs raw eggs sometimes. Didn't know they were good for kids too.

[eiremagic]

They're eggs, not processed dog food.

[unflagging]

It makes their fur shiny.

[eiremagic]

You're a bit daft, aren't you?

[unflagging]

It's not the first time I've been called something like that, though I disagree with assertion.

You sound displeased. Have a fry-up. See if it helps.

[eiremagic]

Already did, boyo.

[unflagging]

I guess it didn't help.

[never_very_good]

Maybe I'm jealous with my breakfast.

[He's not, he's just in the mood to be a bother.]

[eiremagic]

How much white pudding can you eat?

[never_very_good]

Dunno. Sounds like a challenge, though.

[eiremagic]

How drunk did you get?

[never_very_good]

Didn't.

[eiremagic]

The patron saint of responsibility.

[never_very_good]

Ha!

Think I'm just too old to see the point.

[onset]

Ever so helpful.

[eiremagic]

You're not an old man.

But if you think so, well, I can always find a younger one to keep up with me.

[Horrible. Teasing.]

[eiremagic]

Did you get drunk?