I don’t think we christened the hot dog
The way you say stuff, you sound so Churchill
Masking-tape her mouth SHUT
My life has reached Shakespearean levels of tragic
I WANTED STEAK, I GOT STEAK
Erect two salty ones
I need refined sugars more than you need that £2 coin
Just call me Albus Dumbledore
What if I do like fascists?
GCSE was my literally my academic peak
Disgustinger than disgusting
EQ stole my health
Don’t even try to pretend you don’t know who I’m talking about
I have slipper socks, I’m all set
Sadly we were Communist guerrillas
Ohhhh the connotations
I’ll be the one that looks like a dead pirate
I stole the tomato puree, and I don’t regret it
IT’S NOT EVEN BATTER
My shit ham is actually brilliant
You’re 19 and you’ve already hit the menopause
Imagine if we ACTUALLY pass our degrees
This would never happen in Bermuda
YOU THIEVED MY BUN
She should go as a mentalist i.e. her normal self
No one understands how much I hate coriander
As long as there’s definitely robots involved, I’m on board
I don’t think it’s wildly outrageous to ask for cheese in a cheese wrap
I’d do John Anderson, no question
If he says there’s been six I guarantee you there’s been one
Let’s get something and deep-fry it
Not unless your face has been mangled by a dog
This is some sort of sandwich conspiracy
Moral of the story is don’t dye your hair pink
Rooftop bar always equals LUSH
William Wordsworth has single-handedly ruined my life
STOP STARING AT MY KNEES
Well if the bobble-hat fits…

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