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[withknobson]

I like ham.

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[teaspooned]

It's not kosher, you know.

[withknobson]

Neither's your mum.

[teaspooned]

My mum does not have cloven hooves, thanks.

[withknobson]

That's what I said.

[teaspooned]

Er...riiiiight. Anyway, what's this sudden love for ham all about?

[withknobson]

Can a man not simply express his feelings for his favourite sandwich meat without having to endure the spanish inquisition every time?

[teaspooned]

How's your beard coming?

[withknobson]

Not bad thanks. You can touch it if you like.

[teaspooned]

I'd rather touch my own, thanks.

[withknobson]

Yes but yours is clearly inferior. Look you've got a bald patch here.

[teaspooned]

You probably shaved that while I was sleeping, you dirty saboteur.

[withknobson]

Moony I can't believe you would think that. I always fight fair when it comes to important matters such as this.

[teaspooned]

Really.

What about the time you and Sirius had a bet over who could snog more girls in a week? If I recall properly, you won that because 'someone' started a rumour that he had syphillis.

[withknobson]

That wasn't even me!! Catherine Bell started that rumour after he forced himself on her!

[teaspooned]

Ohhh, right. Well.

I'm winning anyway.

[withknobson]

I'd say it was pretty even actually. If anything I've got a denser growth than you have.