Without fail. You are in the pub. Waitress brings the meal. You just get the first gob full in and SHE POUNCES with "everything alright with the meal". I DON'T BL**DY KNOW YET.Strange they dont come back when you've had time to decide.I guage my food likes by how pissed off I get when the phone rings just as I've popped something into my mouth. Or someone asks me how it is so I have to gulp it down to answer their rude question politely. I seem to really like lots of things. Cake and pies are near the top of my list.
Cheese
Where's the cheese ??
Someone stole it.Cheese
Where's the cheese ??
Stollen Cheese, who'd have thought it!Someone stole it.