I've got fucking Jaffa Cakes in my coat pocket
...apparently a giant Jaffa Cake exists, now.
Even one slice of that would fuck my health for months but suddenly I don't care. And at the same time I thank the gods I don't live in the UK.
Because.
Giant. Jaffa. Cake.
Imagine having that with tea. When you're high. Or hung over.
*crying like John Simm*
(P.S. Sorry, this is the only Spaced icon I have.)
Even one slice of that would fuck my health for months but suddenly I don't care. And at the same time I thank the gods I don't live in the UK.
Because.
Giant. Jaffa. Cake.
Imagine having that with tea. When you're high. Or hung over.
*crying like John Simm*
(P.S. Sorry, this is the only Spaced icon I have.)