I've grown a little tired of rice and chilli water fish over the last few years, so a sign like this had me frothing at the mouth..
I carefully studied the my fellow patrants. Were they happy with their food. This chap certainly was. He'd ordered the chicken burger, a salad, a spaghetti bolagnaise and a coke and was eagerly tucking in..
I twiddled my thumbs in great expectancy of the feast. After a 5 minute wait the waitress graced my table with the cuisine annnnnnnd IT WAS SHEEEEEET.
The burger bun was the size of a fucking paracetemal, and soggy as feck cos they'd put half a bastard pineapple in it, the salad was dripping with filth that looked like it'd come out of a randy bull's testicles and the actual chicken I wouldn't have fed my dog, because my dog wouldn't have fucking well eaten it.
But, I'm a fat [at][at][at][at], so....
