Every time I put my garbage outside in the garbage can, my dog knocks the can over to eat the garbage inside. I never see him eat anything but the garbage, he must be a Garbivore.
Person 1: Look at Big Tom, he just went into my fridge and came back with a bucket of potato salad from 4 months ago and a piece of catfish that hasn't seen the light of day in weeks.
Person 2: Yea, after one hit from that pipe he turns into a Garbivore.
any city dwelling human who totally relies on the service industry of grocery, restaurant, corner market or fast food to eat. . . and would be totally lost and eventually die from either eating raw roadkill or shot for stealing food from someone else if the service industry were to fail.
urbavores, though able to make meals, are unable to hunt, kill and clean any animal and most likely cannot grow their own vegetables or fruits properly, and would have died off even less than one hundred years ago.
Chuck - I see you went to McDonalds, again, for dinner.
steve: yea so I went to this party and this douche and his niglet friend brushed there horse on my leg while I was trying to get jiggy with this chica who was going to let me into her giggy, so i tracked these rats down at there place and shoved a brick up there clown lips, which then I proceeded to sock pirate their drawers.
Bob: wow until I truly understand what you just said,...I have come to the conclusion that you are a urbavore