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Why the fuck would you want orange on bread, you idiots?
But I agree, bittery orange marmalade sucks baws.
but without it, we wouldn't have Jaffa Cakes, and a world without jaffa cakes would be a lesser place.
I don't see how it's any of your business but I do.
I do want raspberries and strawberries and blackberries on bread but I don't want a fucking orange.
Like jelly/ concerve with no big dod of fruits because fruits means skins and fruit skins test my gag reflex too far.
As is Silver Shred etc. Don't know whose idea it was to start spreading congealed citric acid on toast. Whoever it was - they need a good dressing down.
boom. deal with that.
(He just obviously has the tastebnuds of a spamlover).
Now fuck off back to your Frosties you stupid fucking children
bumlord, I expected better from you.
YOU FUCK WITH MY WHOLE FAMILY
bumlord | 8 Aug '13, 11:18 | ^ This | Reply
By jelly I take it you mean something like redcurrant jelly and not something that is served at a children's party? What the fuck is fruit spread? Fruit butter? Amateur hour > marmalade
Jams may be divided into two categories, ordinary jam which is made basically from sugar and fresh fruit (or, in the case of jelly, only the juice of the fruit is used) boiled together until thick, and conserves (or preserves) in which whole fruit is preserved in heavy syrup. The consistency of a good conserve is usually a little more syrupy than ordinary jam and much sweeter and richer in flavour.
but fruit butter might be ok, all my favourite products mound up when dropped from a spoon.
because I was worried it might be pro-marmalade and I don't want to get angry today.
and sometimes some remains on the knife when I am jamming my bre... excuse me, I need to be sick.
Toast and banana is "where it's at".
I'm not American honest.
If marmalade were a woman I would take her out for dinner, show her a real nice time, walk her home, try not to stare at her arse as she walked into the house and call her the very next day.
still, at least it's not lemon curd, which obviously absolutely no-one likes.