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)
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)
posted by Jimmy at 11:33 am
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