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Her caring son stepped in and gave her a glass of water. This resulted in the stock food slash, water shooting out of her nose and mouth on to her plate. He then proceededto mopped the slimy, food laden bile from her plate. To our shock, she carried on eating, dirty, horrible bastards. A few minutes later he leant across the table and started tucging into his mum's roast potatoes,. thatet in her bodily blui word, 'my like a baby bird' She hanged it up and spitting it in hiis mouth. Te sat in disgusted silence, looking at each other. I was watching the scene out of the corner of