Spam as far as the eye can see!!

At least you had clothes! We didn't have skin! My father skinned me to make wallets, beat me with broken bottles, cut me in half with a butter knife and danced on my grave! And I was happy to have the grave, even though it was really just rolled up in damp newspaper in a ditch. But you tell these young people today, they won't believe you!

Those were the days. But you try and tell the kids today, they won't believe you.