You just tell 'em lies, lies
Today, as per usual for a Friday, the degenerate end of the office hived off to the pub for lunch.
I ordered a burger. Please could I not have bacon[*] in it?
Sure, said the barman, the bacon wasn't compulsory. Did I want something else in it instead?
Like what?
"We...ll. Mushrooms?" he improvised. "Or an egg? Or black pudding?"
"Really?" I asked, bouncing gently up and down. "I could have black pudding in my burger?"
Apparently yes, if I wanted.
I wanted.
Black pudding in a cheese burger is awesome.
Accordingly, for being friendly and willing to improvise and serving Rebellion's Fat Cat[**], this week's Designated Hero of the Week is The Maiden Over.
[*] I don't dislike bacon. I just don't get as excited about it as everyone else. And I don't think it belongs in my burgers.
[**] Although it has just been demonstrated that a pint of Fat Cat has rendered one of my colleagues unable to count accurately up to 2.
I ordered a burger. Please could I not have bacon[*] in it?
Sure, said the barman, the bacon wasn't compulsory. Did I want something else in it instead?
Like what?
"We...ll. Mushrooms?" he improvised. "Or an egg? Or black pudding?"
"Really?" I asked, bouncing gently up and down. "I could have black pudding in my burger?"
Apparently yes, if I wanted.
I wanted.
Black pudding in a cheese burger is awesome.
Accordingly, for being friendly and willing to improvise and serving Rebellion's Fat Cat[**], this week's Designated Hero of the Week is The Maiden Over.
[*] I don't dislike bacon. I just don't get as excited about it as everyone else. And I don't think it belongs in my burgers.
[**] Although it has just been demonstrated that a pint of Fat Cat has rendered one of my colleagues unable to count accurately up to 2.