I could really go for some BBQ chicken right now. It’s been waaaay too long since I’ve had BBQed anything. Fresh off the grill, smothered in BBQ sauce, with some mashed potatoes and salad with lots of little bread-thingies and thousand island dressing. MMMMMMMM. I’m starting to salivate.
I’m so hungry right now. 
A cold, cold, cold root beer (preferably Barq’s) and some graham crackers.
My needs are simple.
A nice big salad with croutons, green onions and Blue Cheese dressing.
Mmmmmmmm…
Some fresh fruit. That sounds good.
Anything that would stay in me more than a few hours. I am suffering a severe case of viral infection and I spend more time in the bathroom than anywhere else. I’ll go for a simple cup of coffee.
Since Im drunk at the moment, I could go a huge greasy Yiros.
Or perhaps just some better alcohol than the “Wine in a Box” that Im drinking now. (payday is but a hares’ breath away)
racer72 That sux! :mad:
Or perhaps my sig!!! mmm… camel
Two things would hit the spot right now - a couple more hours of sleep and for whatever fax machine that seems to have my work phone number (and has called me three times in the last 10 minutes) to knock it off! It’s funny in Seinfeld episode, but annoying in real life.
Oh, and a turkey and cheese croissant wouldn’t be refused, either.
A nice big block of sharp cheddar cheese and some crackers and a cream soda to wash it down with. Oh, and a big chocolate chip cookie, the soft kind, not the hard kind.
A cigarette. Lord help me, I’d love a cigarette.
4 eggs, over easy; half a pound of bacon; hash-brown potatos; sausages; pumpernickle toast with lots of butter; orange juice; lots of coffee; some fresh fruit, preferably pineapple; and a short stack of pancakes/flapjacks. Mmmmm.
I quit smoking last Tuesday, and my hunger-mechanism is a little over-stimulated.
Can you redirect calls to your phone to a valid fax machine number? Works in my office anyway.
On topic: a nice cold pint of Guiness. But I’ve only got an hour or so to wait for that. 
That last cup of coffee in the pot on my kitchen counter. If I could be drinking that right now, it would mean I was home, and not here at work. Leaving work this Friday morning would really hit the spot.
Pygmies! They’re a great Pyg me up!
Sorry, sorry, so sorry.
It’s the cold pills, really.
On the food end of things: A nice big bowl of ice cream, Tin Roof Sundae by preference.
On the drink end of things: A six pack of beer, Ybor Gold by preference. (mumblegrumblemumble Can’t get the stuff I like up North mumblegrumblemumble)
On the emotional need end: A weekend to spend with all of my friends, getting lots of hugs and laughter and good vibe feelings to keep me from the pits.
A new BMW?
It’s Friday afternoon, 17:15, and it’s been a long hard week.
I’d say a pint of Guinness and a big chunk of Port Salut cheese would do the trick.
It’s only noon for me so I’d like a Dr. Pepper.
And a steak sandwich from Del Rancho but since I live in NYC that would be fairly difficult.
Believe it or not, crappy take out Chinese food.
Like the horrible americanized version of the good stuff.
It’s a craving that comes around once in a while. It’s been with me for about three weeks now. Gawds.
A cruller and a double-double from Tim Horton’s .
a big greasy breakfast burrito with eggs, bacon and cheese, glorious cheeeeese.
Come to think of it, I can go get one right now. Sweeeeet!
A very cold glass of very dry Italian white wine…mmmm