Eater Called Me Tonight about a meat tray!

yet the night seemed over, time zones and purely the limits of a body would limit the enjoyment of any more alcohol by any human i know, yet strange did my pocket ring....

answer i did, for fear of not knowing who would contact a young burgers on this... a fridi eve of free alcohol for me (different story).... and yet it was...

EATER... calling about a meat tray... so yarn we did... and stories and deep myth tales of the gods did we talk... but not did any but the undergods know we talked... for i looked after the doomed... those whom drank the free alcohol but did not have level nor strength enough to challenge the alcohol... (tho it nomt be nearest to that which was sampled at eaters bar a many year ago, with pixies and dryads and stories to be told)....

so talked we did, of the normal Country past of a young eater not yet drowned in darkness and power, in a state that i now call my home... SA... of a town not too far from a bed that i would once called 'safe'.... a young eater, of Daniel he may have been known.. but from a seed of such innocence would the might lord grow to rule us all...

So listen i did for the wisdom of the eater... and beset was i to l choose the next vicitim of such knowdledge of the universe as no soul could keep.. but only man could i dare choose who i knew would handle such knowledge ink the druken lubricanted state as was required was the mighty legend of the north... SCHHH NEO.....(with a silent Shhhhhh)... for drinkth me under and upon and under again of the tables in his view blessed dinning room did he do much of the last visit i was blessed... and only Thee deservees such accknoledment as EATer calling you drunk on the work phone ....

Blessed be those of the eater cave and may the never find the need to smite thee...

Burgers

I just got a call, im so confused (maybe cause im sober)
i have no idea what to do but to worry, worry about me, worry about evil (sorry i did pick dom but i didnt have her number) and worry about eater, and ofcorse the WTF meat tray :|
*scratches head*
i knew i shouldnt of picked up the phone.

It was the last line of defence for this failing army. As the hours grew longer, the tickets became less. Soon there would be nothing left but stubs of a former glory. No one could no the anguish of this lonely remaining warrior. He had fought well to get through as many of the unusual group rallying toward the castle. Now the time had come to complete what fate had in store for him. With trepidation the last of the tickets fell. It was time to announce who was the winner of the $50 meat tray!!

and lo, for the night was also wrapping up for me as i approached the final 20 minutes of the Mummy Returns dvd, when the theme music to Doom did emanate from my pocket.

recovering from my brief confusion (my pants normally contained tomb raider), i did retrieve my vibrating communicator and cast my gaze upon it's glowing screen. i nearly dropped it again, for verily the essence of mighty eater himself did blaze from my phone. my fingernails curled and blackened and unholy tatoos of dark power etched themselves upon my arm. bearing the ecstacy which had all but overwhelmed me, i answered the call of doom.

i made the foolish, foolish mistake of putting the speaker directly to mine ear without first taking the proper precaution of sacrificing a goat and putting on my alfoil hat, as the voice of power did very nearly cause mine tiny mind to melt and dribble from mine ears. holding the device - which may well have been compared to pandoras box for the events which were about to take place - at a relatively safe distance from my poor skull, i listened intently to the voice which did issue.

and lo, the story of the meat tray was slowly and repeatedly - despite my best efforts to ensure Him that i had got it all the first time - explained to me in detail such as a towering dragon may give an insipid maggot.

and then - such as brother hamburgers before me - i was given a grim task. a task which does still lie heavily upon my soul, for i was instructed to choose the next victim. the next sacrifice which would be taken to satisfy the great god of telecommunications. stumbling in a stricken panic, i madly browsed through my list of contacts. who? who would i give this great burden to? who among my friends would i offer up to The Consumer in order to spare my own worthless life?

first i suggested neo, and yet eater did not seem to understand. so i suggested him a second and third time, until finally lord eater did see it fit to comprehend whom i was offering up. "Neo!" he spat the name. "I is not appy wif im! sum-one elsh!"

recovering from another of a long string of shocks and surprises - this time at discovering that imps had not, in fact, lept from my monitor and torn me limb from limb as i had feared - i continued my desperate search. i suggested that perhaps paladin may be given up in the name of Eater. eater said nay*. i again was relieved at the way i was not instantly obliterated.

and finally, i reached the bottom of my list, where all unwares; the last active contact stood. "longtom o lord!" i begged. the great presence that was being expelled from the device so perilously close to my head seemed to consider this. "do i evin ave is numba? HANG ON MUNGUS I'LL CHECK".

the longest pause did then take place. a few seconds stretched for eternity.

then the deity did proclaim "MUNGUS I'VE GOT LONGY'S NUMBER I'M GOING TO RING HIM OK COOL HOW MUCH DOES THE MEAT TRAY COST OK BYE".

and then silence.

i'm sorry longtom. i truly am.

the meat tray cost $64.99

* "F*CK OFF WITH THAT PALADIN BULLSHIT I'M NOT HAPPY WITH THAT C*NT EITHER" etc etc

... the MeatTray's reach is indeed long ...

Let's see how far it really CAN strech...

So there I was playing WoW and talking crap in TS, when I notice the phone ring and started to wonder who the **** is this calling at 3am in the morning. I answer the phone to the yelling of "MEAT TRAY". At first I thought it was Fathead, but it turned out to be Eater. So we have a bit of a chat about meat trays and me moving to Canberra 8 months ago with him him getting all affended I hadn't told him and all sorts of random crap. Then he ask's me who he shall call next, so I think who would be asleep, then I check my MSN list for who is offline and come across Harb and tell Eater to call him next. That is my Story.

The meat tray movement is strong

VIVA LA MEAT TRAY

Yeah i got a call at 2 am about a meat tray..?? wtf.. he woke me up..

**** this is classic... I didn't get a phone call though! :P

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**** this is classic... I didn't get a phone call though! :P

um me neither.............i like uplate calls :D

weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

yeh, i woke up at 2:30am from a call from eater

what makes it worse, i worked last night, got to bed at about 12:30am....started work again at 6AM!!!!

elected mungus to be rung next, didn't ring anyone myself as every GU member's number i had wouldve cracked the shits with me

oh well

he called me at 2am the bastard :P But I didnt answer he left a message... :P

Yes I got a random call, and luckily my phone was on the discreet flowery tones of the imperial march, rather than the earbursting power of the nokia ring ring tone which is usually is set to. As a result, I didn't bother waking up until i was offered my phone by someone with slightly more sensitive ears, saying "your phone is like... ringing or something" but at which point eater had obviously grown impatient and hunged up...

all I can say is thank **** for that