Sank 6 pints last night, so firmly on the bacon, eggs and toast 11:30am breakfast today.
Porridge with rose bud, lavender and freshly grated cinnamon tomorrow.
Sank 6 pints last night, so firmly on the bacon, eggs and toast 11:30am breakfast today.
Porridge with rose bud, lavender and freshly grated cinnamon tomorrow.
If they delivered ice baths immediately I'd certainly be interested.
You'd never be a darlin' and do an IV hydration and ibuprofen run downtown syb.
There's a 99 baht WBA kit from Lazada in it for ya.
McG's Multi-Fruit?
Shiz just got real y'all.
^ It is one of those fucking whatever you do is wrong. Those muesli with fruit are really high in sugar.
Sigh.
Side by side
More than 4 times the sugar.
Double the sodium
More than double the total fat
8%-ish more carbs
Less protein
Edmond bent over and Lulu'd without lube yet again.
^^ That's what happens when you stir the porridge
Poor Edith
Edith #1 is blissfully unaware of 19 year old Edith#2 at the current time.
Edith #2 is in luv'dup bliss.
#bliss.all.round
#all.good
Tuesday its usually Muesli make lulu pupu
Are you trying to beat Chitty at his own game?
^ Wearing that slop would be infinitely better than eating it.
This is what you should be aiming at Reg. I have it pretty much every day and reckon I must have negative cholesterol by now.
#I naively thought that 'stirring porridge' meant stirring porridge, before I saw your comment Nid.
A quick trip to the Urban Dictionary suggested otherwise. I think that Reg Dingle should be banned from food threads.
It's nearly the same dish, although mine is possibly healthier?. Mine is rolled oats, mixed nuts, natural yoghurt and Morrisons Wonky Black Forest Fruits
I have some flax seeds somewhere too. Joe will testify to what a gamechanger they are.
As for porridge stirring, get some zinc and a load of celery down ya for extra lumpy, maybe a bit of pineapple if a good friend wants to lick the bowl out after
Once upon a time there were 3 bears ...
Baby bear goes downstairs, sits in his small chair at the table.
He looks into his small bowl. It is empty.. 'Who's been eating my porridge?' he squeaks.
Daddy Bear arrives at the big table and sits in his big chair.. He looks into his big bowl and it is also empty. 'Who's been eating my porridge?!?' he roars.
Mummy Bear puts her head through the serving hatch from the kitchen and yells, "For God's sake, how many times do I have to go through this with you idiots? It was Mummy Bear who got up first. It was Mummy Bear who woke everyone in the house. It was Mummy Bear who made the coffee.
It was Mummy Bear who unloaded the dishwasher from last night and put everything away. It was Mummy Bear who swept the floor in the kitchen. It was Mummy Bear who went out in the cold early morning air to fetch The newspaper and croissants.
It was Mummy Bear who set the damn table. It was Mummy Bear who walked the bloody dog, cleaned the cat's litter tray, gave them their food, and refilled their water".
"And now that you've decided to drag your sorry bear-ar**s downstairs and grace Mummy Bear with your grumpy presence, listen carefully, because I'm only going to say this once...
"I HAVEN'T MADE THE F****NG PORRIDGE YET"
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