yank biscuits
posted by Steve at 10:05 AM
Wednesday, March 15, 2006
Previous Posts
- what did the 5 fingers say to the face?
- I'm as free as a bird now
- Viz
- Synergy
- giz a fuckin tab
- A lady felt my man eggs
- Bonus report
- it's still Christmas
- By the way...
- Hello
5 Comments:
there was a post here about biscuits, but its gone. I was comparing the proletariat British fayre with the American Bourgoise biccy. The digestive being the biscuit miners would choose to eat, where as here, the decadence of the buiscuit is key. Do a search for a Milano (pepperridge farms) and see if you would feel manly eating one of those.
where did it go?
Is that come in it's own doilie? The Ginger Nut would sort that fairy out!
I have no idea where the post went, maybe blogspot is owned by a consortium of biscuit companies who wanted to silence my snack time ramblings. But am I part of the biscuit solution, or part of the biscuit problem?
and yes, the milano wears a little jacket! I think its mum put it on him, and then gave him a kiss and licked a tissue and wiped some shit of his fairy face.
I mean, I know the trio wears a jacket and a fancy foil waistcoat, but does that make it the timmy mallet of biscuits? no, that makes it a snappy dresser, that could snap you neck!
did you hear about the fight in the biscuit tin?
the bandit hit the yoyo with a club, tied it up in a blue ribbon, and then got away in a taxi. arf, and indeed, arf.
arf indeed.
Post a Comment
<< Home