For shame*
For convenience, I like to rip the plastic off and devour at speed, preferably in a covert manner, my culinary equivalent of a danger wank:

mini scotch eggs. two at a time.
Pork pies. Calories shmalories.
Washed down by a cherry panda pop.

*burp*

Next, the culinary equivalent of reading dirty smut on the train.

A can of Heinz Maccaroni cheese mixed with garlic salt and paprika served with Scan pork and beef microwave swedish meatballs.

And the ultimate culinary plastic fantastic, behind the bike shed knee trembler of shame.

FIINDUS CRISPY PANCAKE SANDWICH WITH MAYO, ANYONE?


*punish me, I'm dirty.
(GirlOfTheWorld, Thu 13 May 2010, 12:58, 1 reply, 16 years ago)

I like your style.

( Noeli overtheshoulderboulderholderthingstraplatchboobs, Thu 13 May 2010, 13:11, Reply)