rubberduck
Well-known member
Bloody hell, the admiral just called on Messenger from out our main supermarket. Not a scrap of meat left on the shelves. Not one sausage for poor Bruce!! This is North Wales not bloody England!!
Blimmin diabolical. Any way I have bravely decreed over the phone, behind locked doors that if she brings me home hot dog sausages in a tin I'm going to eat her dog. That'll light a fire under her ass to panic buy in advance next time.
mmmmm plenty meat there. Lets hear it for staffies ?
Perfect, you now need to go to the boat & go fishing, essential in my book !