OP while I applaud your choice of evening meal. Does it comply with the necessary levels of lard laid down in the 1972 Act of Parliament "The Fat Northern Twat Bill"?
Don't eat that mate - enter it for the Turner Prize - nailed on winner! Then sell it to Charles Saatchi. You'll be as famous (and rich) as Tracey Emin.
You can't beat a bit of egg n chip shop chips, with a big doorstop of loaf with an over generous swipe of butter. Dipping the bread in the yoke then give it a tickle of Daddies Brown Sauce. Wallop !
It needs a massive bit of serloin with it!!! Can't have a meal without meat!
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No wonder the Country is going to the dogs.
He told me that if the Queen was 'in' we could go in for egg and chips.
Surprisingly, when we got there he told me that the Queen was away so we would have to eat elsewhere and I cried my eyes out.
What a bellend I was for believing that!
A true work of art OP.
Must admit, it's his best disguised account to date until this blunder.
I say 'what's for tea?'. And what?!? ;-)