We didn’t just steal the spices, we stole cooks too. Eg, our first curry house was 1810, run by a Bengali chap. So we didn’t piss about with traditonal English dishes to get our spice fix, we just went out for a ruby instead.

Yes!

I’ve worked as a software developer but it’s not my strength. But the spreadsheet (and buying a Hyundai) rings so very true. My life is in spreadsheets, from my finances to my holiday plans to my meal planning…

ITT: bunch of pea eating masochists! You fools!

I haven’t started downvoting yet. Your pasta salad sounds glorious but one of your enemies appears to have hacked your comment and added peas to the recipe. Bastard.

Except for the peas. Peas are the devli’s vegetables.

Catcher in the Rye, of course.

Make sure to scribble madly, illegibly, in the margins and the occassionally glare at your fellow passengers while making finger guns.

How did people get anything done if they always had to hold a cigarette in one hand?

They got things done with their other hand. Obv.

Chinny reckon.

8 tiny scientists

We had three Steves in my friendship group at college. Big Steve, Medium Steve, and Little Steve. Big Steve and Little Steve were a year up on the rest of us, so when they graduated, we only had Medium Steve left. We still called him Medium Steve for the whole year.

I don’t really understand what 196 is all about (other than that one rule) but it feels too late to ask.

Instead of:
I am a sociopath
Say:
I am excellent CEO material