In the BBC news many years ago I remember Peter Sissons calling the reporter John Pienaar John Penis and then quickly correcting himself. None of my friends or family actually heard or acknowledged it. And for years i couldn’t find anything on the internet until recently I found this one radio clip.
At long last I have proof that I’m more observant than everyone else, not crazy. Although that being said, I did spend an unhealthy amount of time looking.
True. We are a garbage species.
How will the aliens know that it isn’t worth contacting us?
You Malaysian?
Called football everywhere except north America where you use the term football for the game you play with your hands…
The imperial system and the US customary system are different for volume and weight
Also, the metric system is french.
Especially the strings.
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Well ain’t that some shit.
Ok so british fast food is definitely very heavy on meat pies and chips (although I should point out that there’s a lot of crossover with south Asian fast food and there are other fast food standards like baked potatoes and various sandwiches). And where the confusion lies is that Brits only really eat British fast food or foreign restaurant food because why would you go to a restaurant to eat the same food you make at home? But there’s a whole load of really nice food that just never gets sold in the restaurants. It’s definitely British cuisine. British Christmas food is heavily spiced full of dried fruit and marinated in rum or brandy (rum is better), There are few deserts that can measure up to a well made apple crumble or sticky toffee pudding, and haggis is such a satisfying dish that it’s inspired poetry.
Fair fa’ your honest, sonsie face, Great Chieftain o’ the Puddin-race! Aboon them a’ ye tak your place, Painch, tripe, or thairm: Weel are ye wordy of a grace As lang ‘s my arm.
The groaning trencher there ye fill, Your hurdies like a distant hill, Your pin wad help to mend a mill In time o’ need, While thro’ your pores the dews distil Like amber bead.
His knife see Rustic-labour dight, An’ cut ye up wi’ ready slight, Trenching your gushing entrails bright, Like onie ditch; And then, O what a glorious sight, Warm-reekin, rich!
Then, horn for horn, they stretch an’ strive: Deil tak the hindmost, on they drive, Till a’ their weel-swall’d kytes belyve Are bent like drums; Then auld Guidman, maist like to rive, Bethankit hums.
Is there that owre his French ragout, Or olio that wad staw a sow, Or fricassee wad mak her spew Wi’ perfect sconner, Looks down wi’ sneering, scornfu’ view On sic a dinner?
Poor devil! see him owre his trash, As feckless as a wither’d rash, His spindle shank a guid whip-lash, His nieve a nit; Thro’ bluidy flood or field to dash, O how unfit!
But mark the Rustic, haggis-fed, The trembling earth resounds his tread, Clap in his walie nieve a blade, He’ll make it whissle; An’ legs, an’ arms, an’ heads will sned, Like taps o’ thrissle.
Ye Pow’rs wha mak mankind your care, And dish them out their bill o’ fare, Auld Scotland wants nae skinking ware That jaups in luggies; But, if ye wish her gratefu’ prayer, Gie her a Haggis!
Plenty of context. Just look around.
Get it tattooed
breathing heavily …“behind”
Up to the max line on the coffee grinder.
You don’t become trans by transitioning. You become trans by your brain being exposed to to much of the wrong sex hormone during early foetal development. It causes the wiring in the brain to largely develope according to the opposite biological sex. By the time gonads are present all the hormones in the world aren’t going to change what is hard wired into the brain. So if someone who is for example genetically and phenotypically male has a female brain, and they choose not to medically transition it doesn’t mean they’re cisgender. It just means they’re sad.
What exactly do you think British cuisine is out of curiosity? I know none of those countries have cake as good as black forest gateau so don’t even try to claim otherwise.
It is widely regarded as a British dish which British parents make for their British children in their British kitchens. When snack companies like pringles do a selection of British flavours tikka masala is included alongside marmite and roast beef. I’m sorry but there is absolutely no way you can convince me that specifically tikka masala isn’t part of British cuisine. Tikka masala sauce is available in many chip shops as a topping. You might as well tell the Irish that they can’t have potato bread because potatoes are from north America.
Portuguese food is good too! Love me a custard tart.
At least kegsbreath has guaranteed that when the poop hits the fan, the military will side with the people.