Damn, foiled. Right i'm gonna have to find another victim............................................ ..........................................



Do yuo want the book or not?

You don't. That's what makes for hottness.

Isn't he English? The English kill with clever conversation, not half-assed violence. So in a way, I guess he could kill you on here.

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I thought they killed via English cuisine.

Ohhh burn!

But it's not like we eat shit or anything. It looks like it, but it's not.

The botulism is real, though.

Because clotted sheeps' blood is so much more delectable.

Right, so this thread has gone on for 2 pages and no-one has said they like the smell of their own farts? Losers.

Incidentally, I'm a big fan of the smell of wet concrete, tennis balls, petrol and swimming pools. I don't mind the smell of heroin either, but I try not to spend time where that is likely to be present. This is a serious point, in case anyone's wondering - Smack smells great. But I haven't done it, I might add. Hmm. Why would you care? You wouldn't. I just haven't, all right?

Lightweight.

That's a joke; I haven't done it either. Too much clean-up.

Considering most of the food we eat is the shit from your country. Mcdonalds, Dominos etc. etc.

And truncated seeing as I like you I'll kill you quickly whilst quoting Shakespeare. That good enough for you.

It's very moorish, from what I hear.

I don't know what you're talking about.
I eat middle eastern and asian food mostly.
Point taken though. Glass houses.

Could you make it James Joyce instead? Preferably something from The Dubliners.

Sidenote: the food from American fast food chains over on your side of the pond tastes completely different from what they serve here. Congratulations - you've managed to bastardize food that was shit to begin with.

:eek: They taste different? How?

Freddie is full of shit. As near as I can tell, the English culinary spectrum includes two categories: sausage and pudding. These two categories include any manner of things that are entirely unrelated to one another, yet share the same descriptor. I have never seen so many things called 'pudding' that resemble nothing of the sort. Then again, considering this is a population that freely advertises the consumption of a food with such a pansy-ass name as 'crumpets,' this does not surprise me.

You have no idea how arousing a girl who likes Joyce is to me...

It's blander, yet greasier somehow. And they tend to, em, burn the buns. And whether it's acute occupational dissatisfaction or your innate English surliness, fast-food employees there always look as though they've just finished depositing a large wad of their own saliva in your food.

Freddie, hold off on that murder - I might get some.