Life might seem eternal with a sun burned foreskin and ringpiece…
There we go, another unmistakable truth reveled via the medium of the humble mince pie.
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Slip, slap slop before you point your sac at the horizon! You know it makes sense.
Fortunately we can’t tell from the picture.
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The vegetation in front of him was green before he started.
…can be the saving of a grim shopbought
You/We should be saying that to Cuntburys.
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Have you been on @A_Touch_of_Cloth 's Flickr stream again?
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Obviously had one of @coco ‘s chillies last night …
Topping up the festive spirit in this thread and to encourage an appetite for more pies.
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something fishy about that
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Gail’s mince pies. Great pastry, filling has decent tanginess but the Demerara sugar on top makes it slightly too sweet for my taste buds…
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Not enough rage, Sade’s minge, disappointment or casual cunting in this thread yet. Do better or I’ll fuck it off. 
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Early days yet. Dec 2nd. The steam has to build.
Great C(o)unterproductive Threats Of Our Time, #86
OK, I’m offended. This pie is suffering from what appears to be a sandpaperesque scab!
Unkind to the eye and pallet - NO MISTAKING… I suspect the baker is some form of satanist intent on scouring mouths of children and defiling Christmas.
Picture the jolly fat man as he goes with great volition from chimney to chimney only to be met with a treat guaranteed to end in tears + A&E… Fuck you Satanbakerman - You Heartless Beast.
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Poetry there. Possibly needs more ‘casual cunting’ but on the whole that made me smile.
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There was a lot more disappointment than I expressed tbh. Gail’s has been majestic these last few years. Frankly the place really annoys me, as it’s deeply impersonal and corporate, but all the food and the coffee is just fucking great. The cinnamon buns are to die for. Previous mince pies were close to perfection.
But these… The pastry was delicate, no clag whatsoever. The mince was proportionate, sweet and tangy, oh my. But then the Demerara sugar kicks in and you realise that perfection has been ruined by a brain shart. It’s a medium rare rib-eye covered in diarrhoea.
Gah.
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