Tragic — glad it was likely painless though. (Presumably) ODing in the bathtub is how I’d prefer to go out, were I given the choice.

True.  It’s just that some need to put in more work than others to maintain ‘the look,’ which varies depending on the type of modeling.

My mom only bought whole milk, I still found Ovaltine yucky.

Very lucky, yeah... I think that’s the part that people are missing. To illustrate, I’m nearly 50 and have lived in 3 majors cities, over a decade in each. I’ve met a bunch of different people in a bunch of different scenes. I became well-acquainted (but not close, obviously) with, let’s say, about 3000 women. I can…

I think it just became entirely incorporated in the standard western diet, so no one expounds on its benefits anymore. It’s just a regular cocoa substitute. I did a quick search and you can buy it at Walmart now, apparently.

Octahedral-tine — jagged and does not go down smoothly.

Now that — that — was a treat. Also the syrup was next-level. Dissolved much quicker, and without any risk of clumping for kids in a hurry. We’d mix at least twice the recommended amount, too.

I only had the chocolate one, and it just tasted... off, like it couldn’t decide it if was cereal or a meal substitute.

I’ll watch the fudge out of that while not forgetting to drink my Ovaltine.

Some people just have low body fat naturally, and long limbs. The friend I mentioned bakes a ton. She also loves cooking in general, makes her own pierogis, and never skimps on the sour cream.

Eh, it’s entirely possible. A friend of mine (also of Polish ancestry, coincidentally enough) has a similar build. She eats really well and goes hiking once in a while, yet has defined abs. People come in all shapes and sizes.

ph’nglui mglw’nafh Cthulhu R’lyeh wgah’nagl fhtagn

In the immortal words of Norm Macdonald:

I heard crossfire over IM, but I have no source.

Ugh... so senseless. I really didn’t miss this part of the ‘90s.

Well, fuck... that’s much too young. Thanks for the write-up. I’ll be reading Dreadnaught: King Of Afropunk and watching What Drives Us in memory of him.

Delicious, delicious broken glass...

This is good satire.

Absolutely.