It almost feels like cheating as we British have such a natural advantage in savoury baked goods theft.
We need to raid Greggs before the small boats get here and destroy are way of life.
I got to visit the UK the other week and try some of these delicacies. While I don’t condone violence…
I can understand this man’s reasoning.
They’re awful but cheap.
I always envisioned a larger pig in a blanket
Oh no! If only we had a picture of the thief!
I almost feel sorry for him. He can go on to get married, have kids, do well in his chosen career, cure cancer, etc and he’ll always be The Gregg Thief.
Let’s be honest… he’s not going to medical school. Or going to school at all.
He’s probably never even been any further than the next town.
Not now he isn’t!
Are there no depths to which they won’t sink?
Let he who has never stolen a sausage throw the first plastic chair
…and they all left in silence
Or something
I somehow saw “furries.” I need a break from the Internet.
I can sympathize. I’ve had shitty days where I want to rob a pastry store of their food, or sit in a supermarket isle and just gorge myself on junk food.
He looks like a thumb or maybe index finger, this isn’t human
This is the larval stage of a Barry just before he consumes 10,000 calories a day to metamorphose into his adult state.
Who would name their newborn Barry?
After his father and his father back to The Dawn of the Barrys.
Don’t insult the Grand Thumb-Thumb Corpsegrinder like that. He doesn’t share any relation with this lad.