Michael: of course. *smiles and leaves, the smile dropping instantly* *walks to the make furries bunk, curling up in an empty cot, covering his face with his hands and breathing*
Tresha: *her eyes widen as she realises what they're talking about*
it's funny when people are brought down to a certain level of deep and dark, their real faces show and there's usually cruelty behind that mask we call personality.
only when you've faced certain pressure, will you be able to know who you are.
It's better to be an open sinner than a false saint.
(Personally I don't believe in sin and I don't believe anyone can be saints I believe there is some divinity in everything.. In everyone, in every rock, plant, animal.. We are all equal and will all be going to the same place which I like to call the summer land
My personal belief is that our souls go there to reflect on our life before being reincarnated
This is my personal belief and I realise people have different ideas
I just don't believe in people.bein saints and sinners )
Tresha: *frowns* Isn't he back yet? He should be.. *looks at Flauros*
Michael: *shrugs, finishing off the letters, writing Flauros on one and Everyone on the other* Depends which before you mean.. I have quite a few. *stands up* Do you know who delivers letters for the Count?
Michael: I'm not. I made this deal to.. Protect the ones I lived with. If I go back on it their safety is forfeit. *shrugs* I gave my word. And there's little more important to a Lord than his word, especially one with no land to call theirs.
Tresha: *to Alys* We'll go look for him, retrace our steps
Michael: Hi, I was wondering if you could deliver these? *smiles, handing over the two letters* It's a house through the woods, if you follow the trail leading out of the grounds then just follow my scent? You should reach a house..
Tresha: *nods and opens it* Everyone, This won't be the most elegant letter as I'm in a rush. You needn't worry about the Count returning, we've reached an agreement with each other concerning everyone's safety. Suffice to say I'm back at the Counts house, but it'll be in his best interest to keep me strong and well fed this time instead of reducing me to skin and bones once more. I know you likely won't understand my motives or my actions, but trust me when I say it is for the best. Don't come after me, stay where you are and stay safe. Trying to take me away will only lead to your safety being forfeit as well as my own. Trust me, this is for the best. Michael. *looks up*
Tresha: *nods and takes it, opening it* Flauros, I'm sure you think I'm an idiot. You'd have done the same if you had to protect Tresha and don't even deny it. Don't tell Alys what I said, it would break her heart and she might try follow me. Don't try save me, I'll be fine where I am. You're in charge of protecting the group and protecting Alys. Watch out for when they're in heat, you'll need to separate Alys Charlotte and yourself from the other furries for safety. Look after everyone. Michael.
Tresha: Because it's.. Very difficult to control, even when in an empty room. It's almost impossible if someone else is there. Actually it is impossible..
Michael: *knocks to give warning before pushing the door open*
Michael: Oh. Hi. *nope* *thats one line he really doesn't want to cross.. He's going to be seeing her on a daily basis after all..* Uhhm.. Where are the other furries?
If I ever have kids, then when they're little I'm going to feed them loads of own brand cereal. This means that they'll learn to prefer it to the normal Kellogs cereals and I'll only ever have to buy own brand cereal. I will save so much money over the years if this works out and my kids will be completely happy. Win for everyone. Will mean that I'll have to eat own brand cereal myself, though. Bleh.
Idk if you have this in other countries, but here, Kellogg's are like the One True Cereal Brand. Like all the really famous cereals are made by Kellogg's - Rice Krispies, Coco Pops, and um, what do you call Kellogg's cornflakes? I think they might just be called cornflakes. Idk. Anyway, to most British people that I've spoken to on these matters, there's the understanding that usually, if it's not Kellogg's, it's somehow inferior. I mean, you can buy endless varieties of rice pops from a myriad of different supermarkets and probably other non-supermarket non-Kellogg's brands, but the one true version of rice pops is Kellogg's Rice Krispies. That's just the way it is. Bit like ketchup, I guess, but to a slightly lesser extent. Do you have Heinz tomato ketchup where you guys are? We British people tend to eat ketchup with chips - and other things, but our main chip sauce is ketchup. One just has ketchup with chips. It's like how you have a flake in your 99. Not that I think you guys have 99s. But anyway. Heinz make tomato ketchup, and their slogan is "It has to be Heinz." And for once, their slogan is 100% accurate because nearly everyone you speak to will agree that it really does have to be Heinz. All other ketchup is just inferior. Heinz do baked beans, as well. Your tinned baked beans have to be Heinz as well. And your baked beans have to be tinned even more than they have to be Heinz. Oh and Heinz do tinned tomato soup. That has to be Heinz as well.
. . . Sorry. I get really lonely on Wednesdays, hence rambling here.
Star, I think that is one my favourite of your rants XD
we have so many types of cereal here, and some of it has to be Kellogg's- like Rice Krispies- but other brands have their own things that Kellogg's doesn't necessarily have.
And yes, we definitely have Heinz here. It was started in the US! But I totally agree that it has to be Heinz. We've tried organic ketchup or ketchup with less sugar but all of it isn't as good. And we eat it with French fries, burgers (of any kind. Chicken, beef, fish, whatever), really most fried meats as well (like fish and chips). Some people also eat it on scrambled eggs or Mac and cheese but I personally do not like it on eggs or Mac and cheese at all.
Do know if ketchup was always so big in the uk? Because my mom remembers when she lived in London (like 25 years ago) that if she got fish and chips it didn't come with ketchup and so she bought her own bottle and everyone could tell she was American XD
also, do you guys have chicken strips often? Is that like, a stable kids meal and restaurants? Because I also heard someone In London explaining chicken strips and it was so hard to laugh because it is just a common *fast* food here
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«Oldest ‹Older 3001 – 3200 of 4984 Newer› Newest»Michael: I should go rest, I'll be cleaning the kitchens soon.
Tresha: *walks out of the room*
*looks around for Flauros, really confused*
*shifts so she's quieter and sneaks to the door, listening*
Furry: okay
Come back again *giggles*
Archer: so that's it.. You just.. Really love her
Flauros: but what I do about it?
Archer: have you heard of sex?
Michael: of course.
*smiles and leaves, the smile dropping instantly*
*walks to the make furries bunk, curling up in an empty cot, covering his face with his hands and breathing*
Tresha: *her eyes widen as she realises what they're talking about*
Male furry: you okay?
Flauros: no..
Archer: well.. *explains it*
Michael: *sighs, uncovering his face, smiling in a pained manner*
Yeah.. Just.. Struggling with the deal I made the count.
Tresha: *runs back to the room as quietly as she can, shifting back and sitting on the bed, bright red*
Furry: right
Flauros: *thanks him for explaining and goes back to the room*
Michael: it's fine. I'll get by.
*rolls over to get some sleep..*
Tresha: Hey.. You okay?
Furry: okay
Flauros: yes.. Sorry about tha..
Michael: *falls asleep, by some miracle*
Tresha: it's okay. Are you okay?
Flauros: I am now
Tresha: Good
*smiles, standing up and kissing him passionately*
Flauros: *kisses passionately*
Tresha: *grins, sparking an idea*
*kisses him deeply, pressing against him*
Flauros: *moans and kisses, holding her close*
Tresha: *blushes at the noise, grinning*
*kisses him back, kissing his neck gently*
Flauros: t tresha.. I'm I'm sorry.. *closes his eyes*
Tresha: what's wrong Flauros?
*looks up at him*
Flauros: why I rushed out of the room earlier.. I f feel..
Tresha: You feel..?
Flauros : *blushes* um.. *looks down*
Tresha: *grins, kissing his neck passionately but quickly*
It's okay, I understand.
Flauros: y you do? *moans*
Tresha: I do. Now, you should sleep.
Flauros: I'm not tired..
Tresha: *smiles, patting his head*
Flauros: j had s small chat with archer...
Tresha: you did? What did he say?
Flauros: he told me what sex was..
Tresha: *blushes*
I see
Flauros: so...
Tresha: A-are you asking if..?
Flauros: .. *coughs and blushes* it's fine you don't want to.. We best go to bed now..
Tresha: *has blushed quite an alarming shade of crimson*
Flauros: I'm sorry.. i*bows head* I'll go and sleep in another room
Tresha: *hugs him tightly, still bright red*
Stay..
Flauros: sure? *hugs*
Tresha: please? I.. Don't want to.. Yeah, but please stay?
Flauros: okay
Tresha: you could shift into a leapord?
(Good night )
it's funny when people are brought down to a certain level of deep and dark, their real faces show and there's usually cruelty behind that mask we call personality.
only when you've faced certain pressure, will you be able to know who you are.
It's better to be an open sinner than a false saint.
Anton Yelchin died...
*Cries*
why does this keep happening
Death doesn't discriminate between the sinners and the saints
It takes and it takes and it takes
http://constructionpaperandtears.tumblr.com/post/100351907244
This is sweet and good and all the things I want the end to be.
Awww.. <3
(Personally I don't believe in sin and I don't believe anyone can be saints
I believe there is some divinity in everything.. In everyone, in every rock, plant, animal.. We are all equal and will all be going to the same place which I like to call the summer land
My personal belief is that our souls go there to reflect on our life before being reincarnated
This is my personal belief and I realise people have different ideas
I just don't believe in people.bein saints and sinners )
*Will hug Fabu* That is essentially how I feel.
(*sniffles* anton played clumsy smurf..)
(*hops out of rabbit hole*)
Tresha: You could shift into a leapord? That might hel?
Michael: *wakes up and grabs a pen and some paper*
*starts writing two letters*
Flauros: *shifts*
Male furry: you write?
Tresha: *smiles, pulling him close and cuddling him*
Michael: Of course. I was taught to write as a kid, although I don't write stories. Just letters to people..
*looks up*
Don't you?
Flauros: *tail wraps round her*
Furry: none of us know how
Tresha: *smiles*
*lays down on the bed, patting the space beside her*
Michael: *frowns*
You weren't taught.. Well, of course you weren't, why would the count educate people he sees as slaves..
Flauros: *climbs on the bed and lies down^
Furry: we don't learn in the wild.. We are warrior people
Tresha: *cuddles against him, sighing happily*
*falls asleep hugging him*
Michael: Oh. So you're a warrior originally?
Flauros: *purrs and falls asleep*
Furry: most tribes are.. A lot of us get captured and sold into slavery though
Tresha: *time skip till they wake/are woken by someone looking for Michael?*
Michael: I see.. Do you want to be free again, part of a tribe?
*okay ^,^*
Alys; *knocks on tresha a door*
Furry: everyone does.. Even if they deny it .. We are too.. Wild for this
Tresha: *wakes up sleepily*
*checks they're both decent*
Come in?
Michael: Maybe you'll be free one day.. I've never been in a tribe. I wasn't born furry like you.
Alys; *walks in* h hey..
Flauros: *its up*
Furry: I can tell *smirks and crosses arms* I know we will be free again; I can feel it
*sits up
Tresha: Hey. Everything okay?
*smiles*
Michael: I'm sure you will be.
*smiles*
Hopefully we all will be. Then you can return to your tribes and.. I'll find somewhere to go.
Alys: I I was wondering where Michael I is?
Furry: didn't you have a place before? You were friendly with that fox girl
Tresha: *frowns*
Isn't he back yet? He should be..
*looks at Flauros*
Michael: *shrugs, finishing off the letters, writing Flauros on one and Everyone on the other*
Depends which before you mean.. I have quite a few.
*stands up*
Do you know who delivers letters for the Count?
Flauros: *looks confused*
Furry: well it's normally my mate.. Only if the only ones who can read
Tresha: Michael? He should be back right?
Michael: Can you lead me to her? I need her to believe these..
Flauros: *nods*
Furry; mate as in friend.. I shall find him for you.. Come here
Tresha: then.. Where is he?
*looks at alys*
Have you checked everywhere?
Michael: *walks over to him*
Alys: I I have
Flauros: *growls*
*that idiot*
Furry: *leads him out and to the library *
Tresha: *looks at Flauros*
Flaury..?
Michael: *walks with him, following*
Flauros: ^would shift but would be naked *
Furry: so when are you escaping this time?
Tresha: Oh um
*throws the covers over him*
Michael: I'm not. I made this deal to.. Protect the ones I lived with. If I go back on it their safety is forfeit.
*shrugs*
I gave my word. And there's little more important to a Lord than his word, especially one with no land to call theirs.
Flauros: *shifts* he said he'd catch up..
Alys: w what if something h happened..
Furry: you are brave *enters library *
Tresha: We should have made sure he came back.. If the count woke up..
Michael: Or stupid.
*shrugs*
I don't mind much..
Flauros: okay
Furry: you must *calls out* Leo?
*a snow leopard slides down a ladder*
Leo: hey *is a snow leopard*
Tresha: *to Alys*
We'll go look for him, retrace our steps
Michael: Hi, I was wondering if you could deliver these?
*smiles, handing over the two letters*
It's a house through the woods, if you follow the trail leading out of the grounds then just follow my scent? You should reach a house..
Alys: t thank you
Leo: got it *takes the letters* I'll be on my way
Tresha: *stands up, smiling*
*brushes off her hoodie, she really should wash it, it's just that its so comforting..*
Michael: Thank you, Godspeed.
*looks at the male furry*
Anyway, I should return to the kitchens.
Flauros: *shifts back to a leopard^
Furry: you should
Leo: *rushes off *
Tresha: We'll be a second.
*closes the door so Flauros has privacy from the hall*
*grabs his clothes from the floor*
Michael: *walks back down to the kitchens*
Hey, reporting for duty.
Flauros: *shufts and changes*
Cook: welcome back.. There's a lot of dishes to do
Tresha: Where could he have gotten to..
Michael: Good, might keep me busy for a while.
*smiles, rolling his sleeves up and starts scrubbing plates and pans and everything else*
Flauros: he wouldn't have gone back, would he?
Cook: *giggles* enthusiastic
Tresha: He couldn't have.. He has no reason to?
Michael: Got to be excited about the little things. It makes the big things better.
*keeps scrubbing, focusing on making the stuff shiny and clean*
Flauros: where else could he be?
Cook: that's the attitude to have
Leo: *arrives at the house and knocks on the door*
Tresha: maybe he isn't there willingly? Or maybe he ran away..
*looks up at the knock*
Did you hear that?
Michael: *smiles*
*quickly burns through the washing up, stacking everything on the drying rack*
Flauros: shall I answer?
Leo: *waits*
Cook: *is making the counts supper*
Tresha: Probably.
*opens the door, walking to the front door*
*waits for Flauros to get there then opens it*
Oh, hello?
Michael: So, how did you wind up here?
Leo: I have two letters for this house
Cook: captured like most furries
Tresha: Oh, okay. I didn't know we got mail here.
*smiles*
Who are they from?
Michael: How long ago?
Leo: I didn't catch his name but it was a boy with fox ears ?
Flauros; *walks behind tresh* Michael
Cook; twenty years ago
Tresha: Where is he?
*takes the letters, looking at the names*
*hands one to Flauros*
Gather the group..
Michael: Wow. So you've been here a long time?
*finishes the last pan, setting it on the side, drying his hands*
Flauros: got it
Leo; the counts estate
Cook: yes
Tresha: *scowls*
Thank you.
Michael: And you're still standing
*smiles*
Leo; goodbye *runs off *
*everyone is in the kitchen*
Cook; *puts hands on hips* that I am
Tresha: *closes the door and walks into the kitchen*
We.. Have a letter.
Michael: *wipes the suds off his hands*
So, what now?
Alys: w we do?
Cook: can you dry them now?
Tresha: *nods and opens it*
Everyone,
This won't be the most elegant letter as I'm in a rush. You needn't worry about the Count returning, we've reached an agreement with each other concerning everyone's safety. Suffice to say I'm back at the Counts house, but it'll be in his best interest to keep me strong and well fed this time instead of reducing me to skin and bones once more.
I know you likely won't understand my motives or my actions, but trust me when I say it is for the best.
Don't come after me, stay where you are and stay safe. Trying to take me away will only lead to your safety being forfeit as well as my own. Trust me, this is for the best.
Michael.
*looks up*
Michael: Of course!
*grabs a dry tea towel*
Alys; *covers her mouth and her ears lower*
Archer: *hugs alys*
Flauros: that idiot!
Cook: thank you
Tresha: *puts the letter down, taking Flauros' hand*
*murmurs in his ear*
Open yours in private. I'll read it for you.
Michael: it's fine
*starts drying up too*
Flauros: *nods and stalks out*
Cook: *plates the counts food*
Tresha: *follows him*
Michael: *puts the stuff he's drying away*
*keeps drying up*
A meal for his countship? What time even is it?
Flauros: read mine please
Cook: seven in the evening
Tresha: *nods and takes it, opening it*
Flauros,
I'm sure you think I'm an idiot. You'd have done the same if you had to protect Tresha and don't even deny it. Don't tell Alys what I said, it would break her heart and she might try follow me. Don't try save me, I'll be fine where I am. You're in charge of protecting the group and protecting Alys. Watch out for when they're in heat, you'll need to separate Alys Charlotte and yourself from the other furries for safety.
Look after everyone.
Michael.
Michael: Huh. Early.
*finishes the tidying*
Flauros: *grunts* idiot
Cook; yes
Tresha: *blushed when he mentioned heat*
Michael: all done.
Flauros: if I see him again I'll kill him
Cook: you're done for the night nothing
Tresha: He's trying to protect us all..
*is still bright red*
Michael: Oh, okay. You need any extra help?
*really wants to avoid the other part of his deal*
Flauros: what's the matter?
Cook: I'm retiring for the night now
Tresha: *looks at her feet*
Um.. The bit about separating you Alys and Charlotte from the rest of us..
Michael: Oh. Okay. Shall I take the counts food up? I should find out what he wants me to do anyway.
Flauros: the heat thing..?
Cook: if you want to
Tresha: Yeah..
Michael: *nods and takes the counts supper up to his room*
*knocks first, waiting to be allowed entry*
Flauros: you go into heat?
Count: enter
Tresha: Occassionally.. Only for a little while at a time..
Michael; *opens the door, bowing his head and setting the tray on the counts lap*
Your supper, sir. I came to ask where I am required next.
Flauros: I see..
Count: your job is to wash dishes.. And provreate
I will come and ask you if there's more to be done
Tresha: But I.. Like to deal with it in private..
Michael: Yes sir.
*walks down and pauses between the hallways to the rooms*
*looks towards the male rooms and sighs*
*trudges towards the female ones*
Flauros: okay.. But why?
Cook: *is getting ready for bed*
(Nos da!)
Tresha: Because it's.. Very difficult to control, even when in an empty room. It's almost impossible if someone else is there. Actually it is impossible..
Michael: *knocks to give warning before pushing the door open*
(12,000 people went to the solstice party at Stonehenge last night ;-;
I want to go next year)
I've had rainbow hair for 8 days now. Time to make it 9.
(That's awesome!!!)
Flauros: so you want soace from me too?
Cook: oh, hello Michael
Tresha: *chews her lip and nods*
Michael: Oh. Hi.
*nope*
*thats one line he really doesn't want to cross.. He's going to be seeing her on a daily basis after all..*
Uhhm.. Where are the other furries?
Flauros: okay,. I understand
Cook: finishing the rest of their chores
Tresha: I'm sorry..
Michael: Okay. Could you tell the fox one I'm looking for her?
Flauros: *plays with her hair* don't apologise *kisses her forehead * it's okay
Cook: okay
Tresha: *smiles, kissing him gently, purring happily*
Michael: Thank you.
*smiles*
Flauros: *kisses and smiles*
Cook; so how are you finding your new job?
Tresha: So.. Michael..
Michael: it's quite easy.. Wel, mostly.
Flauros: he can stay there
Cook: how so?
Tresha: Flauros..
Michael: I'm great at washing and drying dishes.
Flauros; you see what Alys is like.. She doesn't deserve her heart being broken then having hope and then it all being broken again
Cook: I'm glad you are okay at least
Tresha: I guess so..
Michael: Sure, I'm great.
Flauros: so he better stay away *alys was listening in *
*walks away*
Cook: you done sound so
Tresha: We should go check on her..
Michael: Just one unfortunate deal.
Flauros: okay
Cook: I can imagine
Tresha: *takes his hand, walking out, smiling*
Michael: I'm sure it'll be fine.
Alys: *in her room with Charlotte *
Cook: you have us looking out for tou
Tresha: *walks up to Alys room*
Michael: Thank you
*smiles*
Flauros: *follows behind*
Cook: *smiles* don't mention it
Tresha: *knocks on the door*
Michael: Anyway, if you could send the fox furry my way..
*smiles*
I'll be back to my rooms.
Alys: c come in..
Cook: will do *sniles*
Tresha: *walks in with Flauros*
Michael: *walks back to his room*
Flauros: *closes the door* are you?
Fox furry: *knocks on male furry door*
Tresha: okay?
Michael: *smiles, opening the door*
Hey
*oops*
Alys: I'll b be okay
Furry: *smirks* you called for me?
Tresha: *sits beside her, hugging her gently*
Michael: *grins* Yes I did.
Alys: *hugs*
Furry: but why? *raises an eyebrow*
Tresha: it'll be okay Alys.
Michael: *pulls her close by the waist, also raising an eyebrow*
Alys: I'll n never see him again
Furry: oh I see
Tresha: *strokes her hair gently*
He might?
Michael: *grins*
Well?
Alys: h he's staying isn't h he?
Furry: *kisses his neck*
Tresha: He.. Plans to yes.
Michael: Mmm
*grins, kissing her gently*
Your room or mine?
Alys; I I see *looks down*
Furry: here *kisses*
Tresha: I'm sorry Tresha.
Michael: Okay
*drags her inside, closing the door, pulling her down into the bed*
Alys: I g got to concentrate on c Charlotte
Furry: *smirjs*
Tresha: You do.
*nods*
Michael: *smirks back*
*kisses her passionately*
*timeskip?*
Flauros: you have everyone here
Alys: I I do
*aye*
Tresha: You know we'll all protect you.
Michael: *holds her gently, kissing her neck*
*doesnt mind the fox quite as much.. Although he doesn't want to think about why that is*
Alys: t thank you *hugs her*
Furry: mmmmm
Tresha: *hugs her back*
Michael: *smiles*
You should probably get back to your rooms.
Alys: I b better find archer..
Furry: *sits up* until next time *walks out*
Tresha: of course..
Michael: *bluehes and watches her leave*
Alys: t thank you
Furry male; you dog
Tresha: You're welcome..
Michael: I've no idea what you're talking about..
Alys; *carries Charlotte out*
Furry: you're getting more tail than anyone here
Tresha: *looks at Flauros*
Michael: *blushes and rolls over*
Like I said, unfortunate deal
Flauros: what do we do
Furry: I bet it isn't turning out as bad as you thought
Tresha: I don't know..
Michael: It's worse.
Flauros: *hilds her close *
Furry: really?
Tresha: *rests her head on his chest*
Michael: I hate this..
Flauros; poor girl
Furry: why?
Tresha: I know.. There must be a way to cheer her up..
Michael: it's just.. It doesn't feel right.
Flauros: like how?
Furry: you found your mate?
Tresha: I don't know
Michael: my mate?
*frowns, not understanding*
Flauros: a party?
Furry: your one and only
Tresha: Maybe..
Michael: Oh.. Uh.. I don't think so?
Flauros; that's supposed to cheer people up
Furry: you have but you haven't realised your feelings
Tresha: But Alys is timid and has a baby..
Michael: Oh.. Does this happen a lot?
Flauros: true..
Furry: nah.. I reckon one person in your life
Tresha: she probably won't want a party.
*pauses for a long moment*
What date is it?
Michael: Oh..
Flauros: I'm not sure.. Why?
Furry; you probably don't realise what love is yet
Tresha: I.. Think I might need some alone time soon..
*blushes*
Michael: it's a strong emotion shared by people who find each other desirable.
Flauros: oh! ^blushes* okay
Furry: have you felt that?
(Nos da!)
Tresha: *smiles, kissing him gently*
Not yet, just.. Soon. Tomorrow possibly..
Michael: I.. Don't think so?
*has now existed for 15 years*
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DUDE
I HAVE A COOKIE FOR YOU
WHAT
YOU'RE NOT HERE TO EAT IT
OK ILL DISPOSE OF IT THEN
JK THERE NEVER WAS A COOKIE
HAPPY BIRTHDAY THO
THANKS
XD
(PENBLWYDD HAPPUS A TI DUGG)
*starts singing Happy Birthday in Dutch but doesn't wrote it down because I don't know how to spell any of the words XD*
(*hugs star *)
(Yay!
I dedicate this page to Dugglyn!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SIS!
How does it feel to be 15 years young?
may your day be filled with happiness and joy and may you be surrounded by your loved ones
Blessed be!
(Why does my dog take my possessions? ;-;)
Happy birthday, Dugglyn
If I ever have kids, then when they're little I'm going to feed them loads of own brand cereal.
This means that they'll learn to prefer it to the normal Kellogs cereals and I'll only ever have to buy own brand cereal.
I will save so much money over the years if this works out and my kids will be completely happy. Win for everyone.
Will mean that I'll have to eat own brand cereal myself, though. Bleh.
Idk if you have this in other countries, but here, Kellogg's are like the One True Cereal Brand. Like all the really famous cereals are made by Kellogg's - Rice Krispies, Coco Pops, and um, what do you call Kellogg's cornflakes? I think they might just be called cornflakes. Idk.
Anyway, to most British people that I've spoken to on these matters, there's the understanding that usually, if it's not Kellogg's, it's somehow inferior. I mean, you can buy endless varieties of rice pops from a myriad of different supermarkets and probably other non-supermarket non-Kellogg's brands, but the one true version of rice pops is Kellogg's Rice Krispies. That's just the way it is.
Bit like ketchup, I guess, but to a slightly lesser extent. Do you have Heinz tomato ketchup where you guys are? We British people tend to eat ketchup with chips - and other things, but our main chip sauce is ketchup. One just has ketchup with chips. It's like how you have a flake in your 99. Not that I think you guys have 99s. But anyway. Heinz make tomato ketchup, and their slogan is "It has to be Heinz." And for once, their slogan is 100% accurate because nearly everyone you speak to will agree that it really does have to be Heinz. All other ketchup is just inferior.
Heinz do baked beans, as well. Your tinned baked beans have to be Heinz as well. And your baked beans have to be tinned even more than they have to be Heinz. Oh and Heinz do tinned tomato soup. That has to be Heinz as well.
. . .
Sorry. I get really lonely on Wednesdays, hence rambling here.
(My mum said when I have kids she's going to lead them astray ;-;
And she said I better not name any Phoenix )
Thanks guyssss
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Star, I think that is one my favourite of your rants XD
we have so many types of cereal here, and some of it has to be Kellogg's- like Rice Krispies- but other brands have their own things that Kellogg's doesn't necessarily have.
And yes, we definitely have Heinz here. It was started in the US!
But I totally agree that it has to be Heinz. We've tried organic ketchup or ketchup with less sugar but all of it isn't as good. And we eat it with French fries, burgers (of any kind. Chicken, beef, fish, whatever), really most fried meats as well (like fish and chips). Some people also eat it on scrambled eggs or Mac and cheese but I personally do not like it on eggs or Mac and cheese at all.
Do know if ketchup was always so big in the uk? Because my mom remembers when she lived in London (like 25 years ago) that if she got fish and chips it didn't come with ketchup and so she bought her own bottle and everyone could tell she was American XD
also, do you guys have chicken strips often? Is that like, a stable kids meal and restaurants? Because I also heard someone In London explaining chicken strips and it was so hard to laugh because it is just a common *fast* food here
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