Well I'm afraid I couldn't eat it. There are some things that you just can't swallow!
I couldn't even give it to my cat, as the thought of that face buried deep inside my pussy was way too hideous to contemplate!
I toyed, momentarily, with the idea of keeping it for display purposes, and calling it The Shrek of Man Lin (being the name of the take-away where it was purchased), but figured that before too long, just like it's likeness, it would start getting up my nose.
So I threw it in the bin, much to the disgust of my cat, who, it seems, isn't quite the swooning, faint hearted, sensitive soul that I am.
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Whos that then?
Well there's only one blogger I know of who's got a face like a mutant prawn ball... and it ain't me!
I hear through the grapevine that I was having a pop at Sue Ryder, so it obviously wasn't who I thought it was, either!
Sorry about that little misunderstanding there.
It seems that it is who I thought it was, in the first place. Or a good resemblance, at least.
Thought I was going mad for a moment there, but it turned out to be somebody else who'd already gone mad!
I hear the prawn ball thinks you're me! Hoho!
Or am I? Maybe I'm going mad too! Tell you what, I'll go halvsies on the Olanzapine with you!
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