ZMM wrote:

Kazuo wrote:

Marmite and marmalade on sourdough toast for me lads, mmm.

Sounds mental but I'm gonna try it

Welcome to the party pal.

i eat my 'bix with just cold milk, though usually leave it to get too soggy and it's a bit of a slog to finish.
it's usually supermarket own brand variant too since you get about twice as many for the price.
when i was a kid would sprinkle sugar on them but feel as a grown up you should suffer through horrible 'healthy' food

Talking one wipe, two flush, water line breachers.

Standing above the water line

RamSteelwood wrote:

i eat my 'bix with just cold milk, though usually leave it to get too soggy and it's a bit of a slog to finish.
it's usually supermarket own brand variant too since you get about twice as many for the price.
when i was a kid would sprinkle sugar on them but feel as a grown up you should suffer through horrible 'healthy' food

I've tried the wheat bisks and they were indistinguishable from official Weetabix, and I have a fairly sensitive palate so can pick up on these things. If anything, the Aldi brand was nicer. It doesn't always work out, though, as I tried an Aldi Rich Tea biscuit alternative and it was nothing like the real thing!

On the rare occasions I have porridge I still have to have a big spoon of muscovado sugar in the middle like a big weird baby.

Food adulteration, not baby food.

I spit on those giant monster munch. Worst value.

yourfavouriteuncle wrote:

Moot_Geeza wrote:

I had Farely's rusks mashed up in warm milk a couple of months ago. It's still got it.

I’ve always fancied these but somehow never dared. Bit like building up to trying the breast milk that got expressed during the baby years.

Combine them.

True story.  At a wedding a few years back, sharing a table with various lots for the meal, I’m sat opposite a family of three.  Slightly folksy looking lot, mum, dad and little Jimmy who i find out is 11.  Little Jimmy finishes his main course and asks mum for desert, dad goes red and just looks beaten down and sort of turn away from mum and kid. 11 y/o (eleven) little Jimmy climbs across dad and lies down on the table, mum whacks out a terrible looking nork, and he starts suckling away.  Everyone else around the table is all wtf and looking at their shoes and I’m just lol, this is fucking fascinating.  Turns out neither mum or little Jimmy have ever quite been able to let go. Dad humpfed off to the bar.

Best wedding I’d been to for years.  Few beers in, disco is on and I’m telling anyone who’d listen.

Fair play to the mum giving no fucks.

SpaceGazelle wrote:

Fair play to the mum giving no fucks.

I was at a mates wedding years ago. He'd gone off the rails at one point in his life, popping far too many pills and shagging everything around. His mental health wasn't great and he left town to sort himself out and disappeared off the radar. A couple of years later he got back in touch with everyone and announced he was getting married.

Turned out he'd found religion and was marrying some strict Christian. He was a different person and it was hard to talk to him without him mentioning God. He was never as close but we were all excited to go to his wedding and support him. After the ceremony we were all about to eat and the bride made a speech about how they'd found each other and they'd both kept their virginity and how special it was. We all sat sort of gawping and trying desperately not to smirk. She looked across mid speech and she fucking knew. It was awful.

I hate the concept of duo chocolate bars. Just give me one normal sized one pls.