My mate....

...texted me this morning, apparently his youngest son said I always smell of toothpaste. Shall smack the little fucker's ear when i see him, 'cause the Creed should over-power the toothpaste.



If you don't know what Creed is, you're probably council house scum sev.

Is it the Spar's new budget-priced pile-ointment?

As mo (my hero) would say, bit early for you young man?

Creed smells a bit like Grey Flannel.

crownliquor wrote:As mo (my hero) would say, bit early for you young man?

Usually get on a bit earlier on a Sunday dontcha know

Post prandial

Tonight's menu

Duck eggs en cocotte with prawns and sage

Medallions of lamb neck fillet with mash, baby broad bead puree and carrots

Steamed morello cherry pud with cream and fresh raspberries

Ta for the "young" tho

onomatopoeia wrote:Creed smells a bit like Grey Flannel.

Part of sulking means I'm not talking to you. Apart from this bit. Where's mo when you need him?

Immo wrote:

crownliquor wrote:As mo (my hero) would say, bit early for you young man?

Usually get on a bit earlier on a Sunday dontcha know

Post prandial

Tonight's menu

Duck eggs en cocotte with prawns and sage

Medallions of lamb neck fillet with mash, baby broad bead puree and carrots

Steamed morello cherry pud with cream and fresh raspberries

Ta for the "young" tho

Fuck, roast leg of pork with roasted veg and red cabbage at liquor towers this evening. You're fat as fuck posh as fuck immo.

Take-homes from this thread:

1. Crown has a "mate", allegedly
2. His mate's son thinks Crown is an alky, who attempts to cover up the smell of cheap vodka with excessive toothpaste.
3. Alternatively, the poor lad is terrified of this disgusting pervert who frequently visits the family home and who gets too "close", so close you can smell his toothpaste
4. Immo and Crown are a couple of pretentious cunts when it comes to cooking. I had meatballs and potato - anything wrong with that, fuckwits?

Somerfield vodka is not cheap ya bassa.

Don't pander to him by replying, Ono. He's a pervert.

" you're probably council house scum sev. "

not ashamed to admit it crown, i,ve dragged masel from cooncil hoose scum, to Barret homes scum, scum is as scum does,(that dont help the neighbours though)

You've come back on good form sev.

Wait till you reach dotcom millionaire boulevard. They're the worst kind of scum

Just thinking about one of them now, with his indoor swimming pool carved tastelessly out of what must have been a very nice Victorian dwelling before he and his scum "gastric band" wife got their mitts on it.