Fungus has no place on any breakfast, or any other meal for that matter.
You actually tried it? Brave man.The cafe I go into down at the in laws in Norfolk has white pudding as part of the full English.
Tastes like a tramps arsehole.
You actually tried it? Brave man.
Oo er missusGood point about the importance of big sausage girth !
HahaWeirdo.
Excuse me, I'm an expert in languages. That's fluent Bullshit your'e talking isn't it?Fungus has no place on any breakfast, or any other meal for that matter.
You are Peter Saxton and I claim my £5.Don't apply a no touch rule at all. It's every item for itself on my plate.
Nothing should be eaten separately.
Combos of two, three or even four items at a time are a necessity.
There are many.
For example, fork up beans and bacon in a ratio of two to one for a chewy savory sensation with a slightly sweet undertone. Sweeten further with a measure of tinned tomato.
Add a sliver of fried egg white for a quadruple item combo as above but with a hint of metallic aftertaste.
And so on...
The combinations, whilst not infinite, should keep you going for the whole breakfast without hesitation, deviation or repetition.
However whilst a plated free for all is acceptable, indeed to be encouraged, twatting about unnecessarily is most definitely not.
Here is a no-no of the highest order:
You must log in or register to see images
Oh, and tea. Several mugs of it, strong and sweet and hot.
It should be drunk between mouthfuls of food and never be in the mouth at the same time as the food.
Other than that, I'm easy really.
I've had white pudding, I kind of thought it was a Scottish thingThe cafe I go into down at the in laws in Norfolk has white pudding as part of the full English.
Tastes like a tramps arsehole.
The cafe I go into down at the in laws in Norfolk has white pudding as part of the full English.
Tastes like a tramps arsehole.
I've had it in Ireland. I quite enjoyed it, a slight spicy twang to it.
I'm off looking for a tramp, see if he needs his arse lick cleaned.
You're rightI've had it in Ireland. I quite enjoyed it, a slight spicy twang to it.
I'm off looking for a tramp, see if he needs his arse lick cleaned.
Wor is it?The cafe I go into down at the in laws in Norfolk has white pudding as part of the full English.
Tastes like a tramps arsehole.
RacistWor is it?
Anyway I've had black im not going back...
Fungus has no place on any breakfast, or any other meal for that matter.
Maybe OLM just doesn't have mush room for em?If by fungus you mean Quorn, I agree. It's the encrusted, moldy fecal dysentery scraps tongued by Ben from an Irish tramps arse.
If by fungus you mean a fresh field mushroom oven roasted in butter and olive olive, generously flavored with garlic and thyme then you're missing a trick.