The Late Show...With Your Host, Cena

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TBH, I can't tell you much about them lads...apart from they're ace. I actually haven't had them in a long time but you never forget them. They're cut pretty thick and it's real slices of potato so they can be quite hard compared to your avg mulch. I lived off them in my early twenties. Once in a while you get that "special" chip that's got extra boss sauce and your mouth puckers. All in all, I rate them 'Lukaku' on the jizz scale.

Hang on, you've called it a chip there mate.

You mean crisp yeah?
 

They look like the ones in the bowl on the right...proper slices, not the Pringle ""mulch pressed in to the shape of a chip" stuff.

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cheese and onion ffs, salt and vinegar is effing terrible. Groucho, with regards to your swearing fact, does this only apply to physical pain, or can it apply to emotional pain?

just a consideration for heartbroken peeps.
 


Groucho's Fact Hunt

Every 43 seconds someone attempts suicide. Thinking of Gary Speed here.

Along the lines of my 'Collective Nouns' thread, a group of flamingos is called a flamboyance.

On the day of his assassination, Martin Luther King Jr. had a pillow-fight in his motel room.
 
Groucho's Fact Hunt

Every 43 seconds someone attempts suicide. Thinking of Gary Speed here.

Along the lines of my 'Collective Nouns' thread, a group of flamingos is called a flamboyance.

On the day of his assassination, Martin Luther King Jr. had a pillow-fight in his motel room.

Can well believe it.
 
Groucho's Fact Hunt

Every 43 seconds someone attempts suicide. Thinking of Gary Speed here.

Along the lines of my 'Collective Nouns' thread, a group of flamingos is called a flamboyance.

On the day of his assassination, Martin Luther King Jr. had a pillow-fight in his motel room.


Mostly in the new forest ffs.
 

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