
Unable to hold back the genetic tide, I find myself gardening in my carpet slippers, asking for a knife and fork in McDonalds and agreeing with the Daily Telegraph. I'm beyond help - what about you?
Thanks to b3th for the suggestion
( , Thu 30 Apr 2009, 13:39)
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Fuck that for a game of soldiers...
Nowadays I'll go for Ready Salted every fucking time...
( , Tue 5 May 2009, 10:42, 4 replies)

My dad does that. No tommy catsup flavour for him. He gets the real thing.
( , Tue 5 May 2009, 11:31, closed)

Salt and Pepper.
Newfangled, but feels old-fashioned.
( , Tue 5 May 2009, 13:16, closed)

Although Smoky Bacon and Flame Grilled Steak are constantly nipping at it's heels.
( , Tue 5 May 2009, 14:58, closed)

He'd throw the sachet of salt in the bin and pour in a load of salt from the salt pot.
Had to stop doing that when he got high blood pressure.
( , Tue 5 May 2009, 16:03, closed)
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