fuck off. Tiny, tiny amounts of cous cous with stupid unnecessary tangy flavouring added, all for a rip-off price due to being endorsed by that bell-end and having his gurning face slapped all over the packaging.
Everytime I see him I just think of an interview I read with him where he was bragging about being a clubland playboy "back in the day" and having sex on the dancefloor with loads of girls. Repulsive.

And the Jamie Oliver flavour shaker thing can fuck off too. Doesn't he have enough money already?

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