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Back when I was a student, we had a "clear out the fridge" party. Everyone brought what they had left and the idea was to make a big meal out of it.

The stew/casserole/whatever was going surprisingly well until someone added the tin of mackerel in tomato sauce they'd been hoarding all year.

What's the worst thing you've ever cooked or eaten? Who's the worst cook you've encountered?

[and yes, we've asked this before, but way, way back before we had the fancy QOTW pages]

(, Thu 17 May 2007, 10:23)
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Bad early 90's party
Long long ago, Me and my sidekick Robin (only resemblance to Batman I have ever had) went to an amazing party in Sunny Hull.
When we got there (1st!! - uber uncool) the guy whose house it was was dressed in a lime green spandex catsuit and was the spitting image of Nigel Tufnell from Spinal Tap. "come in", he announced.... "there's food", there was actually 3 cold pizzas and an industrial quantity of bombay mix sat next to the mountain of alcohol including a massive bowl of punch. "Nigel" then went upstairs as he wanted to "get ready for the party", apparently, dressing like a 70's rock star was something he did usually!
The pizzas were actually mouldy, but seeing as Bob n me had the mega-munchies we ate them as soon as the host with the most (we could see the bulge) went upstairs and then started on the bombay mix.
At this point a guy we knew had arrived pissed as a fart. When "Nigel" came back down (now dressed in a large black cardigan - go figure)we pointed to the comatose guy and blamed him for the pizzas. Nigel says "GREAT! I hate that tosser, I wanked on those about 10 mins before you came in!"
Robin and I managed to keep our composure and asked which one in particular got the spooge. It was the one with the olives on it. I hadn't touched that one, and Rob proceeded to throw up in the punch, then left swearing revenge.
"Nigel" then proceeded to get a sieve and another punch bowl, and strained Rob's spew out of it. The rest of the night was spent with me, twatted off my face, pissing myself every time someone had a glass of punch.
Rob got his own back, when he sneaked around to this guys house a few weeks later and wanked in one of his bottles of milk at 7 in the morning.
I later realised that this was a leaving party, and that "Nigel" would have been long gone by then, but to tell Rob this would've been akin to drowning his Mum in a swimming pool of cat-piss.
(, Sun 20 May 2007, 11:15, Reply)

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