In a bid to win a million pounds, I entered the Walker’s competition to suggest a new flavour of crisp. Using all my brainpower to think of something original, imaginative and that would probably taste nice, I came up with three new flavours… PHEASANT, APPLE PIZZA and finally, CHICKEN BALTI PIE.
After recently watching a recent episode of Karl Pikington’s The Moaning of Life, where he looks at strange birthing habits from around the world, I did consider submitting ‘Human Placenta’ as a new flavour, as apparently this is eaten in many countries. I refrained from doing this, as my entry would probably be sent to the police.
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