There's nobody here to tell the musicians to keep it down so folks can eat their dinner and hold conversations.

But Daddy always said folks ate them all when the world went crazy.

Then I told her she need not worry, because my folk only ever eat the flesh of their enemies.

Do you happen to know if the folks we're lookin' for have eaten recently?

"So, what can I get you folks to eat?"

Pollution and radiation be damned; folk eat what they catch if it's big enough.

Most unmarried folks and others who were married ate in boardinghouses, them days.

An' when our folks eat the stuff they raise an' live in the houses they build- why I'll be there.

The folk here will eat poorer this winter for feasting us tonight.