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Dude, we must be like long-lost toast brothers. Maybe we each have two different halves of the same medallion and when we connect the two, our...
It is isn't it? I might go for a round two of toast.
Hooray, someone else agrees with me. Now we just need to tell everyone and then religion will no longer be a cause of war. Although I don't think...
And I'm back from my toast break. There's nothing like toast with butter and marmite.
Anyway, I'm going to eat some toast. Because toast tastes better at 1:00am. Come to think of it, everything tastes better at 1:00am.
The most interesting food we've got here is haggis. Britain's a boring place.
Since the topic is still weird food, the Scottish invented deep fried mars bars. Apparently it tastes quite nice.
Beats me. I'm assume it's because they can. I'm a vegetarian, so I can assure you that I'll be avoiding that kind of stuff. Also Sparky, you may...
But we're going for the world record! On a pickle related note, apparently you can get pickled butter and ram's testicles. Nice.
You can pickle pretty much anything. Just shove it in salt water/vinegar and leave it for a while (more or less).
Another fun fact: Pickling began about 4000 years ago in India.
I don't get the appeal of pickles. Cucumbers are nice as they are. Why would you want to drown it in sweat?
We've actually almost talked about pickles for a whole page. This has to be a world record.
I believe it comes from the German word. And Americans call it a pickle because it's pickled cucumber. - - - Double Post Auto Merge - - -...
This is how I live my life. It's working like a charm so far. Anyway, to keep this on topic, bronyism is just a fandom, nothing more. If you take...
The only nickname I've really got is "the casually racist Indian guy" from my friend's brother. Other than that, I don't have many nicknames that...
The Pinkie's friend in need section is meant to be that private. Only a few specially selected members of staff can view them. While most of our...
My imaginary world is in my bed. I could spend hours in there and forget about the rest of the world. It's comfortable and peaceful. The only...
And I'm here for a couple of minutes. Using the words of the great He-Man, what's going on?
Do you want to know what my brother requested me to do? Turn on the Xbox because he couldn't be bothered to turn it on himself.
