As this week, Thursday is the new Friday, and doing any actual work should be avoided at all costs, lets have a pointless mass debate… so to speak … that will doubtless dissolve into petty squabbling, name calling, regionalist cabals throwing spurious accusations at other areas inhabitants, and the inevitable middle class t**tishness involving ‘Artisan’ and home-baked stuff assembled with the finest ingredients known to man, or from Waitrose at least….
You know the drill
So…. Whats the ultimate crisp butty? Eh?
As far as I’m concerned – -and I’m always right – its got to be….
and
With…
Lets have yours then, you freaks. You’re bound to be wrong, obviously, but lets have ’em anyway