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I slay myself
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The beaver is a proud and noble animal
Notes from a bemused canuck
I really was looking forward to visiting the chili farm and shop on the Isle of Wight. Unfortunately, it really bummed me out because almost all of the hot sauces had garlic in them. I mean, I must have looked at 30-40 different labels and couldn’t find anything that was allergy-friendly and looked appealing.
They did have a dried chili pick-n-mix, so at least I’ll be able to make my own insanity sauce.
Jesus: Are you sure he’s one of yours? Because I didn’t make him.
Satan: Please. Give me some credit. Even I have standards.
Jesus: Buddha? Brahma?
*both shrug their shoulders*
Satan: Gaia?
Gaia: *glowers*
Satan: Right, right, sorry. Forgot about the whole pussy grabbing thing.
Jesus: Cthulhu?
Cthulhu: What sort of monster do you take me for? *sips tea*
Satan: Well SOMEBODY cooked him up.
Flying Spaghetti Monster: …
Jesus: Wait… There’s no way you could…
Flying Spaghetti Monster: Look… It was my first time. I was a little drunk and someone asked for a ‘Tangerine Dream’ so I thought…
Satan: *faceplams* Fucking newbies.