So, apparently, everyone and their uncle has already eaten a jawbreaker, due to them being 'cheap and plentiful'. This means that posting my glorious achievement as 2798 on *comedy resulted in 7 downvotes and an admin personally coming to punch me in the face while I slept. I woke up to a nosebleed.
Buster was deeply concerned by what he felt to be a significant drop in my humorous capability, and told me to pick up my game a bit.
I have since endeavored to try and find more humorous and interesting items to devour. Like, for example, the soda machine kit you get from signing a soda contract (not much happened, although the contract did stay on our sheet for some time...).
I rounded out the nutritious breakfast with a rug (rugmuncher that I am), a lead bar, and an air mattress. No ill effects from anything.
Other than that, the day was fairly uneventful. I got to scam some NPCs, grind a couple raws up, and push the occasional button.
Also, I noticed a player sitting idle in the streets of FC. Looking at him, I saw he had Yeti Fur. I decided to build a fire in his square, to see if I could somehow stress him into doing something interesting.
Unfortunately however, 71 degrees Fahrenheit (21C) just didn't cut it as far as making yetis sweat. And regardless of how many ashtrays and razor ribbons I threw into the blaze, I couldn't get it any hotter than that. My plans were foiled.
Oh well... Another day, another inedible item down the gullet. I still haven't vomited up anything, so I'm beginning to wonder if it's actually controlled by another command syntax... Only time and incessant questioning will tell.