Normal service will be resumed shortly in the form of a post detailing how I no longer have any faith left in government or society. It is not a cheerful post but then I think you’ve all come to terms with the fact I am a grumpy bastard by now so you’ll probably cope.
I think much of my dissatisfaction comes from trying to reconcile my innate cynicism and somewhat dystopian outlook with the odd fact that, at heart, I’m an idealist. Hurrah for psychosocial juxtaposition and the problems it causes.
I think your dissatisfaction comes from the fact that you are NEVER SATISFIED.
NOTHING IS EVER GOOD ENOUGH
Except jam rolly-polly and custard. I’m always satisfied by jam rolly-polly and custard.
Fair point.
How about club sandwiches? As far as I’m aware you’ve only ever been satisfied once there, and have since made it your life’s work to be satisfied again.
I think you mean cajun chicken sandwiches. I have indeed only been satisfied once in that regard and the never ending search (some would say quest) continues for the greatest cajun chicken sandwich in the world ever. As a result satisfaction is fleeting, there is always a better sandwich.
Cheese. I missed cheese out of my early post. I am always happy with cheese.
And MC Hammer for some reason.
LEARN
TO
MAKE CAJUN CHICKEN
It’d be a pretty shit quest if I went and made the sacred item myself now wouldn’t it?
Jam. You also like a variety of Jams.
If only the Crusaders had just watched a bit more Blue Peter.
“It’s all right, Percival, Bors found some sticky-backed plastic and a used washing-up bottle! We can just stay here, no need to go questing after all!”
Percival and Bors were Knights of the Round Table weren’t they? Not Crusaders.
Enough pedantry. I do like a variety of jams.
And the British Museum it turns out.
i only need to know how to make jam rolly polly ??? with suit or pastry