I used to work with a chubby guy, and by chubby I mean he didn’t wear socks because he couldn’t reach his feet. He used to say that “the good thing about being a fat c**t is that I never need to iron my shirts” He was single, by the way.
I really don’t think that the result of the next GE is a forgone conclusion. Opinion polls will narrow between now and then. Sunak will cherry pick some Reform UK / Farage inspired policies that appeal to the Brexiteer / anti immigrant hordes and we may well end up with a hung Parliament. I hope...
There was a time in the 80’s / 90’s when it was de riguer to stagger from the pub to the local curry house, after time was called, drink more beer and end up face down in your phall.
This is smelliest cheese I’ve had the misfortune to taste, so I looked it up;
Limburger: This cheese is so stinky it is responsible for at least one attempted suicide—no joke. Created with the bacteria responsible for foot odor in humans, this cheese smells like…yep, you guessed it: stinky feet.
I thought that. Please don’t shoot the messenger, I have no opinion, just thought the article may be of interest to some on this thread. Looks like it’s all bollocks!
Out of interest, do the roads in Canada ever come to a standstill in the 2m drifts you get, or do the “highways agencies” keep...