No Crust for Old Moan


A retro-sneer at a product introduced to our fair country about 2 years ago, introduced to me every time I go to the fucking supermarket for a cry and why it will end the world.

"No Goodness Goes to Waste! Using over 125 years of baking skill and expertise, we've discovered a way to bake a loaf without the bit you don't like - the crusts! We gently oven-bake our bread in special tins to give a soft white loaf with an invisible crust and all the Hovis goodness you'd expect."

The "bit I don't like" about Hovis is the way all their cunting processed crap glues-up my colon until the undercooked, undigested flour is backed-up all the way to my throat . Damn, your plastic bread tastes so fine filled with hot chips, but please start inventing useful additives which stop my guts from swelling up like a bog-roll dropped in a bucket of silage.

Doesn't the crust help keep the fucking bread fresh? Doesn't the crust give the bread it's flavour? Is it really too much hard work to take the chuffing crusts off? Apparently "No, No, No."

A school-child was asked recently what food he disliked. He didn't understand the question because "Why would my mum give me something I didn't like". It completely confused him.

The taste-buds of the western world are devolving at a terrific rate. And we're all loving paying more for it. The five main senses of Sight, Hearing, Taste, Smell and Touch are all being chased into hiding by a baying mob wielding flaming-torches, Heat magazines, Lotto tickets and all wearing Simon Cowell / Maddie McCann masks screaming a mantra of "Yeah i Know, I want that one, yeahbutnobutyeah".

At this rate we're in fear of wiping curly hair out of the gene pool within a generation. With natural curls and Jew-fros completely removed from the human race, the price of perms will go through the roof, hairdressers laughing maniacally and camply in the back-rooms, tossing £50 notes in the air like the Millionaire Grandad in "Duck Tales".

Other work-shy products in the pipeline...
1. Buttered loaves,
2. Peeled bananas,
3. Sugared tea-bags,

Why not go the whole hog and have food which you buy shaped like a fucking huge turd, take the lid off and chuck it straight into the shit-pan, saving us all the bother of eating, crapping and wiping.

Aimed at the families who simply don't have class, invisible-crust bread is there to help the offspring of scumbags stop thinking for themselves and developing a feel for how the fucking world works. Johnny Britain is being desensitised to life, hard work, bother and effort.
*sad smiley face*

Jolly Farmer Giles, from Peterborough has a big farm and like lots of Jolly Farmers at certain times of the year, he needs lots of help in his fields. He needs so much help and has so many Jolly Fruit and Veg, that his demand for Jolly Help in his field outstrips the local labour supply. How Jolly indeed!! What a great example of a thriving and successful part of Jolly Britain, where no-one is without a job. Unfortunately Jolly Farmer Giles has to use immigrants from the EU because Johnny Britain is desensitised to life and it's basic rules: "We have a job to get anyone else to do the work", Jolly Farmer Giles said. He has all but given up on using locals to work in the fields. "They don't work as hard." Here's an EU neighbour (not) complaining about his new job....

Why earn "up to £2,000 a month" working in a field (aka eating the crust of life), when it's just too much fucking bother. Just ask Johnny Britain

"No mate I'd prefer to sign-on than do that."
"I don't want to work in like no cornfield."
"I don't want to work with a load of foreigners."
"Yeah man Ugn nngfff plagaga nnnnn skunk innit"
(ok, so I made that last one up)

You see, crustless bread is the source of all evil.

Update!!!! Taken from the same article, and probably the fault of crustless bread too, is this week's QUOTE OF THE WEEK.........


.....FUCKING PRICELESS, the BBC does have a sense of irony after all.


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yeah i saw that comment, i just thought...wait a goddamned second here then!

BrownieBoy1990 | 16 March, 2008 - 19:27

No Doubt...

... that Ms Patel is probably "well-British innit", probably even born here, her parents were probably born here, ah she's probably even more British than I.

It's just that fact that there's a naughty sub-editor at the BBC who obviously used to work at the "Sunday Sport" and it having a little laugh at the situation.

Dr HamHock | 17 March, 2008 - 11:56

Hmm

Tbh by the looks of it she is a dirty chav with boot polish on her face, alternatively she doesn't wash. And as for name probably her dumb mother took it off a box of poppadoms she was munching at the time.

MacTheFork | 18 March, 2008 - 17:30

Well said......

.....Hema Patel.

Boru | 17 March, 2008 - 20:29

Dude, you're so

Dude, you're so right.

You're also extremely funny. If I could write anything half as funny, I might actually have got to use this account I registered for months ago and never used.

Joe | 19 March, 2008 - 15:25

Fucking Post Something....

Anything. I dunt matta. Get angry muthafucka.
Stubbed your toe? Anger get!
Missed the bus? Anger get!
Boss is a cunt? Anger get!

Dr HamHock | 19 March, 2008 - 20:27

"I dunt matta"?!?!?!

"I dunt matta"?!?!?!

BrownieBoy1990 | 19 March, 2008 - 20:50

I dunt matta

Couldn't agree more.

Dr HamHock | 19 March, 2008 - 23:02

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