In the week in which I fired my personal dentist because I needed to take back control, along came ... crisps: Not a huge fan to be honest but every now and then they're the best thing ever. I just can't quite understand myself. These packs form part of the World-Cup snack pile. It's eccentric and eclectic and totally predictable. So yes, there are pies and booze in reasonable amounts.
The sharp pain of existence needs to be dulled now and again so that we can rise up to savour the joy of living. It's a Scottish thing.
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