howdy y'all

well lads, and indeed lass, here we are in the land of guns, meat and fat people. I've got quite a few t-reports backed up here so lets just cut the crap and get right onto it:

Weds, L

this one was on the aeroplane, it was called 'dinner' but served at lunch time, it was a bit confussing but i decided to just buckle down and get it on board. here we had snake korma, plus the rice, also white and brown roll (as per usual with curry), and pasta salad (as per usual with curry), a 'yummy' caramel/chocolate pudding thing (as per usual with curry), a glass of white wine(as per usual with curry), a bottle of water and also tea (as per usual with curry).

Weds (L) 6, confussed

Weds, AT

ok, so we're still on the plane, and now i have to introduce a new meal type: AT = Afternoon Tea. in this case it featured a ham and cheese bag, plus some stuff called 'fruit' (some new kind of sweets i think), and more tea (coffee was also available).

Weds (AT) 6, gapfilling

Weds, T

o dear, this is where the real eating began, o men, o lady, this was eating at Ponderosa. Its like cheap as chipeds and lots of it. Firstly there was the buffet, which featured many things including: cheese pasta stuff, the broc, the corn, meat balls, snake legs, snake nuggets, the rice (2 flavours), crispeds, and token salad stuffs. This was then followed by whats called 'sirloin tips'. like steak thats been cut up by your mum. mum was pleased we ordered this as she didn't have to do any cutting up. also included was backed potatoe with one shed load of very yellow stuff which was called 'butter'. The onion also played a roll, as did garlic breads. then, and only then, we started to attack the desert buffet, they had jello (jelly) in colours i didn't know existed, crazy steve had a what looked like a bowl of chocolate chips and hundreds and thousands, it was insane kids, a real mess. This was when the proper food related pain begun, properly hard to walk out of there. a good pain.

Weds (T) 8, bountyfull

Thurs, L

ok, now we're getting serious, this was in the god damn magic kingdom you mother hugging sons o beetches. we dined in a little place we know, just in the arse end of frontier land, round the corner from adventure land. it's an intimate venune where we dined with just a few thousand other food enthusiasts. it was a simple, but good L, let me break it down for you:

• pulled pork
• bap
• the mush
• the 'nion
• the chipeds (the 'freedom fries' thing is a myth by the way kids)
• dip: honey a la mustard
• diet coke a la cola for beverage

Thurs (L) 9, messy(inagoodway)

Thurs, L (afters)

well for afters we got a couple of Mickey Cookies and Cream Sandwhichs on board. no jimmy, this doesn't involve bread, or 'cream' as you'd think of it, or even proper 'cookies'. but even so, it still seemed to go down very well. the ratio between ice-cream dna biscuit was technically perfect.

Thurs (L (afters)) 9, almost-perfect

Thurs, T

omg people, this is a classic meal, its simply known in Flipperish as ' the chicken' (roughly translated to 'chicken tenders' in american english). this consists of chicken fillets, deep fried in a kind of, well i don't want to say 'batter' becuase that would sound too KFC, and we're a whole world away from there right now, and its not exactly bread crumbs... oh wait, maybe it is bread crumbs, mmm, no, its batter, i think, surfice to say its 'good shit'. well the meal features 3 of these little beauties, the chipeds, and 2 (count them) 2 dips, honey dijon and bbq.

Thurs (T) 10, classic

in addition t all this a wealth of snacks have been/are being consummed, these include:

• ritz bbq crackers
• ritz peanut butter crackers
• publix own brand cheese puffs
• funyuns onion flavoured rings
• crispy creme donuts

well kids, thats about it for now, this report is actually out of date even when i send it as its taken me a few days to write it and get the images done, we have much more t data to publish over the next few weeks, stay tuned and watch the skies, anything could happen in the next half hour.

It really is Fried-Day now, Gav.

Well, true to form, Fried-Day has worked its little bit of greasy magic once more.
Fish, chipped potatoes (popularly known as 'chippeds') and a pot of gloopy green Mush.
Oh men. Oh L.



Smashing.

Fried-Day L

Hiya Lads, Hiya L.
Today is Fried-Day. I know Gav will be excited about that prospect and frankly, so am I.
Lunch today was a real seaside treat. I went for a walk along the prom (prom, prom) and at the end is a cafe where aaah haaad:

The Bagg with tuna mayonnaise and salad

A bag of cheese and onion crispeds.
(Thanks to George for the list-formatting idea.)

On my way there, I saw this rather elegant fish-stone-sculpture which was inspirational in making my bagg-filling-choice.



Everything has a purpose, Gav. Everything.

Frunch

I won't dress this up for you fellas, because I know you can take it straight:

Vendor

• Pret and Mangle

Selections

• Ham and Eggs Sandwich
• Salted Crisps

Reactions

• Muted
• Satisfied
• Bloated

Its Thursday

Lads. L.
Its Jimmy here.
Oddly, the very existence of a T-Report is largely down to me, as is much of the fun vocabulary that we all use and enjoy. Also, much of the air we all berathe - that was my idea too.
Focksy will no doubt lay claim to most of this, but(t) I have much evidence and willing testimonials to support my claims.
WHY, then am I *so* rubbish at reporting on that most illustrious and worthy of subjects, T?
Sometimes I forget, sometimes I can't be bothered. Mostly, I forget.
Today, for those reading this far, aah haaave made quiche and salad. (Insofaras - yes G, that is a real word, its possible to *make* salad.)



In a bid to keep up with your journalistic efforts, I have made a portable-photo-take of it.
Get in.
(y)
I miss Focksy and G. I wish they'd come back from Americaland really soon.

Winner

A difficult day today, it being the first without our key T-Players Focksy and Flipper01. I sought comfort in a warm bowl of Chilli Chicken Ramen at Wigglemurmers in London's Ilington.

It can't have been enough though, because when I got home, me and my flatmate did done get some franks and rolls and had a couple of franks with Tom and Mus as a late night snack.

Wunch

I had spirally pasta from Mangiare. Listen fellas (that includes you, L) I'll be straight with you. It was crapola. It was like the kind of pasta you get in cup-a-soups and the sauce was straight Tom K. I will not return to this place ever again for the rest of my life.

For breakfast I had a cheese and ham croissant made for me by my pals in the Pret kitchen. FAULTLESS AS ALWAYS.

As I write, our pals Focksy and Flipper01 are high in the air over the Atlantic. A big HI to you fellas if you are able to access the internet on the aerooplane. I look forward to your first American post and trust that burgers will feature heavily.

L4Tuesday, T4Tuesday (prediction)

well guys + babe,

after getting that lense and chaging the old one with G at lunch i grabbed a bag ate of hams and posh cheese. it was good. I noshed it as i strolled back to work, the long way. En Route (that's posh for "on route") I dipped into a minimart and grabbed a banana superlife and a bag of pistachios. I have since devored the sack of nuts and gained a very dry mouth.

So, last night, i peered in the fridge for a drink of the old H20. My trained slueth style eye spotted a clue as to tonights T. I won't tell you, but here's the view of the fridge, see if you can guess. yeah, it's like a game:



well lads, and also bird, this is going to be the last supper for team Forx. All future posting will be from the United World Ameircas. Expect wide angle pictures of food stuff such as "burgers" and "hotened dogs".

peace respect one love biggy 4real.

Tue, L

Tue, L, originally uploaded by flippers.

Right, by popular demand (yes, you know who you are) i am writing a blog. I had to go on a secret mission into space... oh, hang on, that was yesterday, no today was nipping down to jessops to get money back for a wide angle lens that was SHIT SHIT SHIT and obviously not expensive enough. Never fear, more money has been spent and we now have a fine lens. Because of this it was another rushed lunch today courtesy of those frenchies again.

I was going for a can of pop when i noticed the blood drip font on the 'dracular' blood orange, and i was sold at first site, hook line and sinker (upon drinking it i find it is actually a little bit rubbish, but i still like the logo, and the bottle has little rivet bits which i also find pleasing). On the solid front i opted for the all day breakfast sarnie (very continental) and the vegetable crisp (a little m@d and nutzz i know but what the hell i'm inzane).

I'm thinking of adding a compulsory review to each blog, and by way of a pilot here is my review:

format shall be:Day (Meal) Mark out of 10, One word description

ie:

Tue (L) 6, satisfactory

this is an open source review system and is open for sauce or debate

Mon, L

Mon, L, originally uploaded by flippers.

Well, me and Focksy seem to be very related today as i too am dining a la francaise. As may notice I have opted for the snips crips, and the turkey club sarnie - a club for which i am a fully paid up member, it's a great club, other members include: bacon (crispy), sauce (cranberry), mayo (erm, mayo), cheese (cheddar? maybe? yeah, why not) plus pret secret sauce.
You may also notice my sarnie is half eaten and upside down, this must be a trick of the light. As you well know I normally buy my lunch and daintily pick at it for the next few hours.

Ok, moving on, the bevarge of choice was the cola (diet, you dont get a figure like this without some sacrifices lads, and lass). Focksy seems to have added a bucks to his order, but lets just say I think it was all his idea, he thought of it first, his was better and clown/tramp hair + handle bar tash™ is really all the rage.

Munch

Between worrying about Jamie's school dinners and the international situation, I tried Pret's new salad. By attempting to taste of everything, it ended up tasting of nothing.

At a cool £4.25 to eat in, you might think that I would think twice. However, as I eat at PaM three times a day the staff there know me better than their own family so I routinely get charged take away rates. In this case, a warm £3.70.

There was a very attractive girl on the table next to me. Needless to say lads, I gave her the glad eye.

This was followed by a Toffee Crisp (not pictured).

My T prediction for this evening: Eggs and Chips at The New Picadilly Cafe, London.

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In other news, I had a Haloumi cheese salad on Saturday.

T4Saturday, T4Sunday, L4Monday

Hi crew,

So it's been a long time since i posted. As a treat, i'm going to try and write like the English Policeman in 'Alo 'Alo.

Good Moaning,

on Shitaday i aad streak pie, mush potatoe, brick alley, parrots and gravely.


on Funday i aad Shake, with passed nips, brussel sprots, kaybidge, toast potatoes, yorkshit piddings and gravely.


Toaday i add fer loinch, Prat ham and pegs sodwich, with diet cock, chunder and hives crisps and a grinday fattay.

Monday, a retrospective

Hi Lads and L
As the lads know, thanks to the gift that we call 'portable telephony', I had Jerk Chicken Burger and chips in a West-Indian restaurant on Saturday, washed down with a very straight drink called a cherry Margherita, which was smashing.
Pudding was chocolate and walnut brownie with some weird bitter booze on it and some ice cream. Yes, Lads, vanilla.
Sunday I had a buffet-style tea featuring all the usual fare, much of which was in handy miniaturised form.

To return to the present, just for a moment, this morning I shall be breakfastsing on that most under-rated and undersold of pastries, The Chorley Cake which is so vastly superior in texture and quality to the Eccles Cake that I feel I should walk Eccles in a T-Shirt bearing the slogan "Rubbish Cakes".
Lovely cup of tea (the only kind worth drinking) involving my special blend of Earl Grey AND regular bag. You read it here first.

Bronday

The PaM classic is jammin' on the box this morning. The chocoissant a little overdone, so sharding a bit on the desk. One in ten is fresh out of the Pretoven, sadly this is in the posse of nine. The double in the latte coming through with strong Monday flavours to make this a great start to the day.

Fri(ed), L

L, in belly, originally uploaded by flippers.

Well lads, and indeed lady, today's lunch was at what we call 'the pub'. It's fair to say it was medium to pretty good, but of course i'm not without my complaints. It was burgered beef, a delicacy that i'm sure you're familiar with. The patty itself was pretty floorless (I notice i have used the word 'pretty' twice already since the little lady has made her appearance in our little world, best not read too much into that), but get this lads (and lady) it was served in a godless focaccia. burgers come in baps. fact. notting hill, i tell yers, its wrong.

also present where big old wedges, which normally i'd sick right up again, but these ones went down ok. luckily it took the silly man about 45 mins to serve us so it was a good long lunch. but now i am back, making the internet bad, and selling things to children they never knew they wanted so badly.

Unfortunately i did not photograph the burger itself, the camera frame didn't go up high enough to capture it before it disappeared into my belly, so here is my belly.

ps. i'd like to offically welcome the chick to our little gang, welcome, please make yourself at home - feel free to tidy up and put the kettle on.

Fried-Day L

Hello Everybody,
And what a body. Yes, I'm talking about you, Focksy.
Welcome also to Lil' L. I admire your sentence construction and grammatic accuracy. This will provide a welcome development to our little Blogette.
Let's move on.
Todays, L, lads and L, was another sandwich of tuna. I had a special quest with today's sandwich, necessitated by a bag of salad which is teetering dangerously on the edge of death-by-expiry-date.
Its gone limp (again) so I set myself a personal goal of cramming as much of it into my sandwich as I could without reaching critical mass. I think I did quite well.
This was garnished with another bag of cheese et onion.

T prediction, Gav? Well, its a little early really, but it *is* Fried-day isn't it?
I think you know what I'm talking about, man.
Incidentally, while on my travels, I saw this amusing tag, which I naturally showed Focksy first so he could affect his usual tired, languid disinterest when I showed it to anyone subsequently.
Tagging is a bit new here in The Bourne.

Frunch

A 20 minute stop-over with my pals at Mangiare. The pasta was packed with mozarella and other italian sweets and the sauce was on the right side of thick. The water provided today's second swish (served from a glass, natch) and posh chocolate wrapped the event in style.

Not many fellow diners in the location but the atmosphere was relaxed and food-based.

L4Friday, T4Friday (prediction)

Hi lads + babe,

so I've had my lunch. Today I decided to visit the local deli that only know as "that place full of eastern block chicks". I select the "Sicilian Chicken Pasta" salad from the chillier. The base install for this little outfit is pasta tubes, red pepper AND green pepper (not racist), tomato (thumbs down), mustard seeds and Sicilian snake (red coloured sweet snake).I decided to go a little K@zy and customize it. The robot English speaking greaser chick added the olives and the rocket. I also scored a peach iced tea drink. Here's the damn proof:



T prediction. O lads + babe, me and G are out on the tiles again tonight so it's gonna be THE F#@KIN NAN DOS MOTHER HUGGERS.

big shout out to our new babe reporter (lads, no more posts about tits) welcome to the m@dhouse kid (curtsey)

T4Thurday, B4Friday

Once Upon A Time,well, last night, i enjoyed a slap up feed of foreign muck from a Vietnamese restaurant with the ever delightful company of L&G.com (gag credit:James). It was misc starters, inc Monk's Fish (yes guys, fish, or "see snake" as it's known) Prawn's Meats, Snake Satay, Seaweed (!!), Prawn's Meats a La Toast. Then for main, ich habe Snake with Crispy Super Noodles. It was medium. I enjoyed mixing red wine and whiskey. Also i saw this guy in a pub, he was probably en route to a Coldplay show:


So this morning breakfast was a tiny bit hasty, i smashed down 2 sheets of buttered toast and head off to join the industry machine. My batteries on my iPod beater had depleted, so i wept. But the train was amusingly overcrowded, so i enjoyed watching the people cram onboard as if it was the last train to salvation. It sparked many train-rage-rows. Which tickled me.

A brief note on James bobbing back to the surface of the internet ocean of ones and zeros (just like rain innit G?). Well James, unlike the praise you have received from our blogettes, i am going to have to just hang my head and hope it's not just a blip as you dive back down into the "shit music" depths. You've got to earn my joy. and as you know, it's worth earning.
p.s. i love you man.
p.p.s. my blogging reports are getting way too long, my apologies. I shall write my next blog whilst holding my breath to keep it short.

Breakfriday

Coffee don't go with the Pregettue, so I slipped down an Elder-enhanced water for a swish finish. Egg was a bit dropsy and the toms were sharp but a good time was had by all. I read two papers (Graindad and Indepenis) for the movie reviews. Still nothing on to see, so sadly a movie based T-Report has to remain one of my fantasies.

On a note, may I take this opportunity to share Flipper01's joy at the tasty return of ace T-Scribe, The Jimmy.

Joy

well men, this post may or may not mention T, instead, it's main function is to express my joy of jimmy's triumphant return to the internet. I could try and put it into words but I think this old favourite image (yes, Focksy saw it first, i agree, it's better this way) expresses it best:



ps. thurs, T = foreigns

Thurs L

By the way. Aaaa haaad a tuna sandwich for L and a bag of cheese and onion Walkers.
Yesterday aaaa haaad fish fingers 4 T.
Men, I'll be honest. It has gone a bit fish-m@d since I arrived in The Bourne, but Mum says its good for you.

Men, I have returned and it is Thursday's T I speak of

But(t) who knows for how long.
I read with great pride your kind words and references to my absenteeism and I seek to repay your kindness with a T post.
Men, know you this: T will be a delicious feast. It will be relatively balanced. All the major food groups will be *represented* (peace to all my homies doin' time in the pound).
Pasta (tubes of course, the way Allah intended pasta to be eaten) with a lemon sauce and little pieces of poached salmon mixed in, also The Broc and The Spin.
I really am looking forward to it.
Later on, I'll be swilling free beer as I convene for an evening of "that shit music" in my local boozer.
Pud could = Jamaican Ginger Cake as they were doing a 'twofer' in the supermarket.
We'll see.
So that's all for now, lads. This is Jimmy, the *original* What's For Tea single-track-conversationalist, signing off.

L4Thursday

Well lads,
It was an overly large L today. but i thought, "you only live one time" so then i thought "i want to eat a pizza" and then i thought:



you looking at the 4 X 4 cheeses guys. I added some pepperoni, natch. And fellas, it was medium at best. i feel the standards have slipped in this once premire pizza chain ever since the roll out to more common locations, such as... Romford.
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O i miss James' posts, he used to write with such passion and elegance. Now he is dead. Good ridance i say.

Thursday Lunch

Followed by Caramel Kit Kat and some Mint Imperials.

Thurs, L

Men, today it is sunny, but not very warm, even so, I went for the Pret Chicken, Leak and Pot soup. I suspected the leek and pot would merely be padding as they are technically not meat and therefore worthless. I took action in the form of a peice of bread (which was buttered on my return to the office), and a packet of cheddar (cheese) and chive (onion) hand cooked (fried) crisps. I have finished it now and feel unfullfiled.

In other news, Ian Brown was spotted in the Notting Hill Tesco's buying a french stick which we can speculate was part of his lunch. Let's say it is our first unoffical celebrity T-Report. He spotted by a spy who shall only be know as Shermon.

Thurs, Brunch

Fresh out of breakfast baguettes at the P a M - settled for a ham and cheese croissant. Tasteless and unhealthy. Much like myself.

Weds, L

Well, fellas it was a Pret 15-minuter today. But in that short blast, I managed to dowload the following items:

• Chicken soup (no bread)
• Mozarella and Tomato Sandwich (no bread)

No time for in-house afters, so had to settle for en-route Kit-Kat (mango & passion fruit SE) and Lion Bar (regular).

L4Wednesday

Me again guys,

so i had The Bag Ate. Inside was placed coronation(street) snake, olives black (represent), spin ache. Bit like a cabbage G.

I played a game on the computer telly during the feast, in which, many people sadly perished.

a moments silence.

...

thank you

Weds, L

Salad, posh, from the posh bit of Notting Hill. supporting cast include:
The Broc
The Cous
The Carrot
The Cabbage a la Red
The Toms (small)
The Peps
The Seeds (misc)
The Spin

- also guest staring:
The Olives (black, seedless, and yes jimmy, they do taste like wee wee)

B4Wednesday

well guys, bit of a special one this. It's a BREAK FAST Report.

To be honest with you, and guys, i always am (peace one love repect to biggy), it was not really much to report. You're looking at the Ready Break ridge in a dish. It was flavoured in honey, and prepared in something called a "microcomputeroven". Rosey was also drunk, and my medication to keep me alive another day, was ingested.

Now i am back at my work terminal (fatal) enjoying another day in the industry.

Tues, L

Four plates at Yo (two blue, two pink). Unlimited fizzy water came in at four glasses. Used choppers for first couple of plates, but fingers for plate three (cream cheese in rice) and a spoon for the finale (chocolate mousse with meringue inside).

Relaxed atmos, over-friendly staff, weird foreign muck to eat. £13.20.

L4Tuesday

Hi Lads,

Lunch today was a real mixed bag. Like a bag of shebert flying saucers and dead slug flying saucers, some good, some fairly bad.

First, the good bit.... So i met James for a HIGHLY romantic lunch in London's The Hats On Gardens. James was wearing modern action slacks, though in a sedaute grey-tan colour. They were exciting and yet smart. He was also wearing a type of smart jacket, but it was casaul as well, but not overly. His hair was well groomed and wore trainers like dad wears, which suited the entire outfit. He was a delight to behold him, as ever.

Now we start to slide down the slope of dispare into the eating part of the review. We both ordered the same dish to maximize the love in our relationship. James told the false heavy accent lady behind the counter that we are a couple, she smiled a smiled that said "i do not understand you". We took a seat and our hot meal was served. It was pasta springs with chicken mini lumps in mighty white crumb, The Mush was there and something descibed as "cheeese". So, there was no taste, at all, the "cheeese" tasted like a plastic bag and the meat cubes were only slighlty flavoursome. After this we left in the rain, with was quite erotic.

I have 2 more things to say. Firstly, this is the longest post i have ever created, and maybe the most i have ever typed in my life. Secondly i welcome with open legs our new Roving T-Reporter, MR GEORGE.

good luck man

Tues, L

Chicken Carbonara from Marks n Sparks, avec roll (brown). It is on board now, I am still hungry, not exactly *news* granted, but fact. none the less.

Mon, L

well lads, it's been a while, but here i go:

L today was an whacky one, firstly, take one Tesco's finest pasta salad with chicken, sun dried toms and the peps. Then add one toasted and buttered cineemaan bagel on the side. and there you have it. Insanity on a plate. It went down a treat though lads, everyone was pleased with the result.

Moblog zero three

T eekwells curried snake at wagamagamumagas. We are now in marks n sparks buying chocolate coated pop corn, soon we will be at the big gig. They won't know what hit them

Friday's T

Yeah - you know - you're there in London's The Splitz and you're full up on wagammamammgagammagammags and I'm here in God's Beautiful Bourne, spoonin' in some second-rate T.
Its not gonna be like that no more, so think again, 99%-genetically-identical-men
Basis: Snake
Add-ons: Rice
Supplements: Tortilla Wraps.

Thursday T

This was a pasta dish including flaked, poached salmon. The pasta was tubes, the finest of all pastas.
Posh?
YOU FUCKING BET IT WAS.
It also featured spinach and the sugar-snappeds.

T4Thursday + L4Friday + T4Friday (prediction)

fellas,

last nights T was a bit of a shambles. The olds were watching Emmerdale Farm so I thought i'd make a start on T'ing the T. All looked well, we had the balls of meat, pasta stripes, and *sauce*. Yes guys, Allan had brought the carbonara sauce, for meating balls. What a nutter/rubbish T maker, he is. So, i added the Mush and some choppinged coriander (bit like lettice). It still tasted INCORRECT but we all managed to clean our plates and enjoy a yoghurted desert.

guys,

lunch 2day was from M@D PRICED SOUP SHOP again, it was The Bag, with Brie (sorry G) The Mush, and Spinaches. *slightly* camp you say? Well, i'll agree and stay mild mannered.

lads,

Tonight we are going to a blueds pop disco in Londons the Spitz (sounds disgusting). This means T is to be hunted down in the street. Plans have be made to hit the Wagamamagagams where i shall enjoy Snake Katsu Curry, ALL the dumplins and prawns things they do, and a posh foriegn beer that people order by name to make themselves look smart.

Moblog zero two

O men, i am on the train with coffee. On my home to have some t. As yet i don't know w4t but let me tell you this: i am hungry.

Moblog test zero one

Wow. I'm Moblogging. I love it

Wednesday, L

well i got a turkey club melt bagel from the bagel shop, then went for a walk to argos while getting the bagel on board, then it rained, so i turned back, luckily i managed to get the bagel all tucked away just in time before i got back to work (n).

L4Wednesday

well guys, I had, today, a salad. From the budget soup shop down the way there.

Salad Inventory:

leaves (misc)
mozzarella (the buff)
snake (with 'erbs)
egg (sorry ange)
dressing (oil)
peppers (red)

to wash it down i got a bagel of pig and cheese. Also from the MAX Cheap Soup Shop.

L4Monday

YABADABADO! IT'S FUCKING MONDAY!

pret

the end

Giraffe also 4 T!!!1

woah jimmy, on saturday daddy alan was laying some turf in garden before we trash it with or M@D party and guess what? thats right, he also found a giraffe in the garden, burried uner the grass. No really, he properly did!!!!1 I wasn't actually planning on having it for t but now you mention the idea it seems like the right thing to do.

Giraffe T

Hi men
I caught a giraffe in my garden and I've bagged it and I plan to have it for T tonight.

Fri(e)day, L

Well lads, lets see, me and the kr@zy boyz from work when to whats called a 'pub' for lunch today, we sat in the garden, on seats, next to a table, which was handy because after not too long we had plates of food. I had something called a 'burger' (ber-ger), which came with chopped, fried tats. Also featured was whats called 'salad', i think it was for aesthetic reasons only.

Friday-L

Hi there Kr4yzee GanG!!1
Well, similarly to Focksy (further evidence that he's right - as if we needed it) I also had soup 4 L.
Mine was at the cheaper end of the spectrum (48K) of course as it came from a tin and was not heated up in Clark and Well.
It was accompanied by bread with bits in, topped with Marmite plus Miniature Cheddars which make surprisingly good 'croutons'.
The soup was made from liquidised tomato and basil.

Final thought: peace to all my brothers in the pound (stretcher).

L4Thurs

hi lads.

here in trendy Clerk And Well i had soup from the really cheap soup shop. I was served by the Sammy Davis Junior look-a-like, which was nice. Anyway, down the business. I had what's called "Californian Chicken Succotash". Yes G, like in the cartoons!!1

It was smashing, chocked with more veg and snake than G's got shiny things in his front dungeree pocket. I also scored some hand fried pot slices flavoured of cheese. but actually just taste like oil. Still, there we expensive, cool!!1

closing remark: 4 b1g sh0ut 0ut t0 my l44t h4kr m8 0'br13n

Thursday T

Well, men. Thursday's T was a cracker though will be regarded with contempt by the both of y'all. In the words of the gr8, maybe gr9 Focksy, "whatever".

Yes, it was fishcakeds. No Gav, not cake. FISH-cakes. They are literally fish lumps, caked in crumbs of bread. Broc is added to the mix, along with the spring o'nions and that.
Served upon a bed of mixed-up salad featuring all manner of gr19 stuff like carrot and nuts and whatnot.

Now as you already know, I scored a MASSIVE and UNPRECEDENTED win at the pub quiz last night, to the tune of 200 smackeroos. As if that weren't enuff (znuff) the kind men at the pub served some fingerstyle supper bits as a complimentary treat which was made of very low-grade processed meats and fried potato sticks, or 'chippeds' as they are known. There were also sausages which bore a remarkable resemblance to penises and *may* have been made from same.
Lovely. (y)

Thurs, T

Chicken, cooked in the age old tradition handed down from generation to generation in the ancient state of Kentucky. Originally conceived by a Colonel S. it involved a technique known as 'frying'.