I'm having chilli con carne and a strawberry cheesecake because it's Friday
and I am FUCKING TOUGH.


My ideal lunch would be roasted mixed game with a redcurrant jus, honey/grain mustard roasted mixed winter root vegetables, perhaps some red cabbage and a swede/turnip mash with nutmeg and pepper, all washed down by a robust red wine. I'd follow it up with a cheeseboard, a treble XO Hennessy and a coffee, then a cohiba and four massive lines of cocaine.

NOM ON THAT YOU CUNTS.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Fri 3 Dec 2010, 13:08, 2 replies, latest was 15 years ago)

I wish I could
apart from the swede/turnip mash every bit sounds delicious. I just don't like turnips
( Amberl was stripey and dominated Europe, Fri 3 Dec 2010, 13:17, Reply)

Had that yesterday.
Well, the cocaine anyway.
(Set your faces to Stunned Bigly, Fri 3 Dec 2010, 13:27, Reply)

My chum has both Bolivian and Peruvian styles available at the mo.
Frighteningly expensive but worth every penny.

Nom fucking nom.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Fri 3 Dec 2010, 13:37, Reply)

It gets to the point where it's just mental though.
I've had a few keys of uncut stuff and it blew my head off for about two hours.
(Barry from Eastenders is, despite the words written above, not a woman, Fri 3 Dec 2010, 13:44, Reply)

It's proper 'can't talk or maintain eye contact' gear.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Fri 3 Dec 2010, 13:57, Reply)

They call that stuff Aspergers special mix.

( girlinthehole, Fri 3 Dec 2010, 14:12, Reply)

Pffft.

( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Fri 3 Dec 2010, 14:13, Reply)