thanks). What flavour crisps am I buying? This is the range:
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thanks). What flavour crisps am I buying? This is the range:
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Cheese and Onion. Only honest flavour there imo.
Oops, tell a lie. There’s also these
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Roast chicken crisps actually smell like, well, fanny*, I'm afraid.
*you mum's of course
Ask the barman for Burts because you like the taste of well-hung meat
Prawn Cocktail or Scampi for a womanly scent
I always eat a peppermint and hold my breath
Cider vinegar and sea salt
There is no other option that one could defend imo
I simply pretended to have been overcome with a desire to kiss her navel a couple of times before retreating.
That Pipers crisp range uses a pleasing range of hues for their packet design
But they ****ed up by using caramel on their Spicy Tomato one
I would not buy that flavour on principal
But sea salt is better than salt. and cider vinegar adds additional flavor to regular vinegar, more depth.
I know people like you and Ash hate change/progress with a burning passion, but the reality is that sea salt and cider vinegar crisps are a massive improvement on the traditional version. :shrug:
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Salt is salt is salt. It's all sodium bleeding chloride, mate. Just bigger crystals ground down to the same powder they spray over the crisps. Acetic acid tastes pretty similar whether it comes from apples or grapes. FWIW cider vinegar was the only vinegar on the shelf back in the day anyway, so I doubt Smiths Crisps used something different.
I take exception to this slur on such women. The council house tarts I first dined on tended to keep the velvet in pristine condition as they expected to be called into action at a moment's notice at anytime as it were.
The girl I mentioned with the garlic aroma that could level Tacoma could proudly trace her lineage back to french aristocracy and was reading philosophy at The Sorbonne
Yes, h, but you do have to bear in mind that, as a horny-handed son of toil yourself, your sensibilities were bound to be rather less delicate than mine at a similar age. You were almost certainly inured to foul stenches by your childhood clambering over bomb sites, father having his weekly bath in the front parlour, outside privies and spam for dinner.
I was made of more refined stuff and thus ill-prepared for the reeking clunge of a girl who I assume to have been raised mostly on pies.
Well quite b. Having been raised on tripe and onions, the cleft of venus would taste really rather delicate. And don't forget, the maidens in question will have been used to being prepared having been perpetually molested by their cousins and brothers.