Normally yes - but I admired the fact it felt like some low stakes social experiment. It forced folk to move at a rapid pace and pile on the other bits to stop the beans spreading all over the plate. Queue speed ultimately determined by bean viscosity and individual tolerance for sauce contamination
Respect for this unorthodox hotel buffet that starts with the beans.
A skip (a dumpster for our American chums) with “Bluesky” stencilled on the side.
New Bluesky sponsorship seems apposite
And tastes of nothing
A packet of unsettling party food from Sainsburys. Gingerbread Shaped People with ketchup. Made of reformed chicken and with a sachet of ketchup to paint the look of terror on their tiny faces as you indulge in a festive feast with cannibalistic overtones.
Supermarkets appear to have lost their minds entirely. I mean, it’s just not Christmas without the Chicken Gingerbread People right?
Amazing, yet still oddly depressing.
Is it Superman? Is it a weird mirrored hybrid with crab claws? It’s a terrible Superman Returns action figure! Yes, Superman Returns. In 2024
2023 is repeatedly being pleased to see whatever new device you’ve bought is unexpectedly USB-C, only to be disappointed to find they’ve only included a USB A to C cable in the box.
I find it’s incredibly unlikely that I’d ever sit without *some* sort of break for a film that long at home (whether it’s a bathroom break, seeking food, or just pausing to look something up or contemplate). But in the cinema, I’ll sit absolutely rapt and never consider moving.
As I grow old and increasingly irrelevant, I find myself largely sanguine about minor grammatical issues and the likes that would have previously brought out the worst irksome pedantry in me.
However, the use of “alot” rather than “a lot” will never not make me want to burn the internet down.
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