When I was growing up I imagined a midnight snack as something vaguely coherent with at least a couple of ingredients

Years later, I know and accept the truth, it's just ham

Sandwich meat. For a European, is this ham?

Damn dude. Leme eat in peace

I used to get a slice of ham, put a chunk of pate in and then roll the ham up like rolling a tab and then wolf that down.

Yes, I was stoned

And still, even at night, you have someone to judge you.

We're all Tony Soprano