My missus is out somewhere and I don't know when she's coming back. As soon as she's back I'll be telling her to get me something made. Bitch.
Never mind what he calls it, he had toast for his evening meal. Must have been looking forward to that all day.
I had Jewish pasta. (I don't know why it's called that or if there is anything specifically Jewish about it: mash up some garlic with salt in the pestle and mortar, add a heap of olive oil and mix it through the pasta. Add some chopped olives and grated parmesan and black pepper. Sounds plain - it is plain - but it's pretty lovely.) It's tea.
Yes, well, the parmesan cheese was an addition to the original recipe, Baal. Without it, I would always feel kind of bleak eating this meal. Plain food can be good, sure, but sometimes it makes you feel isolated, uncared for and naggingly afraid. I've reported you to The Authorities for effectively denying the Holocaust.
You cared enough to reply, toby fails again Oh that smoking thread has taken on a life of its own and with it so has the scale of your fail , poor tobes pleas were ignored
Easy, tasty and cheap: mix some grated cheddar with some cooked pasta (macaroni, penne, spirally one), black pepper on the top. If you're a raging homo you can ponce it up by mixing in olives, fried mushrooms and onions, cubes of spam/ham/corned beef, diced celery, etc.
