They brought mince pies? Truly you have wonderful friends.
Meanwhile, I sometimes get the feeling that the world has turned on its axis and changed out of all recognition while I wasn't paying attention. To whit: Organic Kebab Van. WTF? I grew up in the days when you knew exactly what you were getting from Tasty Griddled Snacks and other decommissioned bio-warfare gunboats of the Ottoman Navy - cardboard pitta wrapping rancid meat of indeterminate origin with that psychedelic oil-on-water sheen, slimy lettuce and anaerobic yellow-spotted tomatoes, flies mummified in hardened fat, and ketchup with brown chewy bits that fizzled on your tongue... All served by a grease-encrusted grinning 'chef' with blackened fingernails and particles unknown to physics or biology raining out of his moustache in intermittent showers.
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They brought mince pies? Truly you have wonderful friends.
Meanwhile, I sometimes get the feeling that the world has turned on its axis and changed out of all recognition while I wasn't paying attention. To whit: Organic Kebab Van. WTF? I grew up in the days when you knew exactly what you were getting from Tasty Griddled Snacks and other decommissioned bio-warfare gunboats of the Ottoman Navy - cardboard pitta wrapping rancid meat of indeterminate origin with that psychedelic oil-on-water sheen, slimy lettuce and anaerobic yellow-spotted tomatoes, flies mummified in hardened fat, and ketchup with brown chewy bits that fizzled on your tongue... All served by a grease-encrusted grinning 'chef' with blackened fingernails and particles unknown to physics or biology raining out of his moustache in intermittent showers.
Organic Kebabs? Dear God, I feel old.