Last night I was at my friend Big Al’s house when his daughter turned up.
She brought with her a plastic carton bearing the legend ‘Pot Noodle’, containing an assortment of dried items including noodles (obviously) and vegetables, which are re-constituted by the simple expedient of adding boiling water and stirring.
I must admit that my stomach turned when I viewed the contents of the pot, which to my mind had the appearance, not to mention the smell, of pigswill. In spite of Big Al’s remonstrations to the effect that said product, while seemingly innocuous, contained a large amount of unhealthy fat, salt and ‘flavour enhancing’ E-numbers, his protest fell on deaf ears, and was consumed with relish.
Apparently 240 pots of this slop are consumed in Britain EVERY MINUTE. Add to that all the ‘convenience’ junk food churned out by the likes of McDonalds and KFC and necked by the ton every year.
Then have a look at all the grossly obese lardbuckets waddling around, that’s when they’re not crushing the life out a mobility scooter because they can barely walk at all.
They say that you are what you eat. That, my friends, is very, painfully apparent.
Nominated by: Ron Knee



