[i]Gonad grunted in confusion, continuing his squats as he stared blankly at Drallinix.[/i]

[b]"Eticrotch? Not before has Gonad heard such word!"[/b]

[i]After several minutes of squatting he'd head back over to the buffet table for some of the good shit. Gonad snatched up two legs up mutton and doused them in mustard before placing them betwixt two pieces of toast. He then dipped the sandwich in a pickle jar, thus soaking the sandwich in brine. Lastly the brute coated the entire thing in a layer of ketchup and enjoyed it with a pint of mead. The bones in the mutton crunched loudly as he bit into them. That's protein right there. It was a shame there were no ape steaks though. Those were damn good.[/i]