This was actually bought for me
Growing up in Fareham, there were more charity shops than anything else, but the one pound shop we DID have was MASSIVE, and what's more, it sold pretty much everything.

For my birthday one year, a mate of mine, being a fan of all things Vic and Bob, decided to get me a frying pan. Best. Present. Ever.

It was made of some flimsy alloy, akin to metallic paper, and painted red. The best bit, was that it caused absolutely no harm when you attempted to spang someone on the head with it, but it did make a lovely metal "CLANG!" noise.

This was all well and good, causing much merriment in school with even the teachers enjoying the odd spang. It all came to an end when I decided to use it for the intended purpose however.

There were no other clean pans, the parentals were away and I was hungry, so I popped some oil and an egg into my spanging pan, and put it on the stove....

Firstly the red paint began to smoke and bubble, before peeling away from the pan and falling to the bottom of the hob in a flaming mess. Then, the wafer thin pan began to warp and bend. Yup, that's right, a melting frying pan. Stunning.

(N.B. Obviously I removed it from the hob pretty damn sharpish)
( Sonic James Doom forgetting the date since... umm..., Fri 4 Jan 2008, 13:46, 3 replies)

*click*
for mental imagery!
(MrC. Having the most boring username on b3ta since 2004, Fri 4 Jan 2008, 13:51, closed)

*click*
for use of the word "spang" which is, in my opionion, highly underused!
( TGB checking Off Topic is still shit at, Fri 4 Jan 2008, 13:56, closed)

Right...
...I shall mooch every pound shop I come across in search of the spanggg-pan. I want one :)
(thatblokeoverthere not quite as much an arsehole as I thought, Sat 5 Jan 2008, 13:58, closed)