An obese wheezing, grease-stained cunting for that Glaswegian delicacy, the munchy box.
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Munchy_box
Are you a greedy fat cunt living on hand-outs?
Is one item of greasy, deep-fried muck no longer enough?
Do you desire an early death?
Look no further than the munchy box, the portable banquet designed by Glasgow’s finest epicures, food technicians and pest controllers, making it’s way across all grim, run-down towns and estates across the British Isles.
The munchy box (AKA shitbox to anybody whoes ever eaten anything green or from a butcher) offers the discerning council diner an array of deep-fried shit in a single grease-sodden pizza box.
Common items include doner meat, fresh from the elephant’s foot, chicken wings with no meat after being deep-fried, chips with cheese melted on them, a slice of pizza or perhaps a battered jumbo sausage, deep-fried macaroni cheese ‘bites’, deep-fried spicy chicken ‘goujons’, and perhaps a small tub of ‘dip’.
The Health fascists will be relieved that coleslaw is available in a small tub, even if that is made of mostly mayonnaise and salt
Members of the underclass may pay for their shitbox in installments, making sure their access to grease, salt, sugar and the occasional rat dropping isn’t hindered by the complete lack of earnings or waiting for dole money to drop into their account.
This is the closest you’ll ever get to experiencing Man vs Food as you’ll never be able to afford to visit America, but those in the know across the pond say yes, if we all wanted to die before 40 and live like the most wretched, toothless, gormless welfare recipients of the UK, we’d order the munchy box’.
The Munchy box. The taste of failure.
Nominated by : Cuntamus Prime
Runny 💩💩 in a cardboard box?No thanks.Easy pass 🤮🤮
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munchy bix?
It’s more like the Defibrillator Box.
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Off topic
a public garritong is the only thing that will satisfy justice in this case now I believe. . I think it was their preferred method of execution in the past.
I suppose a modern method would be firing squad. I mean they did a lot of that in the last Spanish Civil War before this one.
What am I talking about….am forgetting l the Spanish Inquisition.
I think most of those executed were burnt at the stake. But yes an added bonus here he would have to publicly recant his position on kissing women.
But of course no mercy.
Yes the Cardinals in their rich cloaks and gowns ‘substituted’ by the Spanish Women’s Team dressed the red garb of ‘The Handmaiden’s Tale’ They pronounce judgement on him. Death!
Hermoso is allowed to light the brush.
As the flames lick his feet, he screams out ‘fuck me it was just a quick kiss’.
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If he only had the foresight before kissing in excitement, to have dressed in bondage with nipple piercings and rubber short pants only then it would not be an issue.
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He would be Proud.
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Looks like something my dog might regurgitate.
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Looks like gut rot/heart attack/ diabetes etc, unless you’re 3 sheets to the wind.
Still looks better than bugs though, Mr Klaus.
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I understand Jamie Oliver and Gordon Ramsey are both offering up similar versions at their “posh” eateries in the Smoke – only £190 per box!
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Gordon would say…..”this is not fresh, it’s fucking frozen. You need to go to the local markets, buy fresh, completely redecorate your restaurant, sack the chef and lick my fucking fake arse.”
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If I never have the misfortune to see Analiese Dod’s vulva, I can imagine that it looks like a munchy box.
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Food made out of scum for scum.
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“Muck bags”, as the Mick Belker character from Hill Street Blues would call it.
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The local Scratter’s and their huge offspring can often be seen around my way hauling huge shopping trolley-fulls, out of Iceland (the frozen food store, advertised by that bird who’s coke addled septum fell out…is that the one? Looks like a Les Dawson tribute act? Her septum is probably tastier than a frozen jumbo fish burger or lips and ringpiece regenerated roast dinner). Incidentally, on the rare occasion, I’ve had the misfortune to venture inside such an establishment, there’s been an overpowering odur of sweat/B.O and/or dropped guts. Get Greg Wallace on the trombone?
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And all washed down with a toxic sweetener loaded “diet” drink, compliments of thick-tongued mockney cunt, Jamie fucking Oliver.
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