ARmy Rumour SErvice

**toffeewrapper1** · 08-04-2012, 22:20

Originally Posted by Negligent-Discharge

At least they're real and not those c*ap ones passed off on us as Yorks Puds by Aunt Bessy. I'll admit that the only, I repeat only, thing I miss about her were her Yorkshire Puds (vulgarity not needed thank you).

Are you running scared now she's signed up mate? Vulgarity not needed indeed!

**hedgehog64** · 08-04-2012, 22:30

Originally Posted by Negligent-Discharge

At least they're real and not those c*ap ones passed off on us as Yorks Puds by Aunt Bessy. I'll admit that the only, I repeat only, thing I miss about her were her Yorkshire Puds (vulgarity not needed thank you).

Aunt Bessies are not i say again not made in Yorkshire si'thi.

**Flash MacTavish** · 08-04-2012, 23:29

Originally Posted by Negligent-Discharge

Sir, you are a barsteward! I'm now dreaming of a halbes Haenchen mit Pommes und a heiliges Weissbier oder Leberkaes mit Suesser Senf und Spaetzle oder Maultaschen mit Kaes.... all chased with more beer and Wilde Sau tropfen!

Leberkäse with Süsses Senf? Surely you mean Weisswürst?

Yorkshire pudding is on the menu tomorrow when the Schweigermutter comes for a Roast Beef dinner. Hope she likes it rare, as that is the only way I do it.

**Negligent-Discharge** · 08-04-2012, 23:46

Originally Posted by Flash MacTavish

Leberkäse with Süsses Senf? Surely you mean Weisswürst?

Sure, Weisswürstel mit Süsses Senf... but it worked well on Leberkäs! Prost beim Roast Beef und ein Gruss aus Schottland an die Sch'mutter!

**FredWest** · 09-04-2012, 21:47

Originally Posted by hedgehog64

Aunt Bessies are not i say again not made in Yorkshire si'thi.

Those ones were, and always are.

Sent from my GT-I9000

**alib** · 09-04-2012, 22:11

A Filipino stew, not authentic had to resort to lamb, the local canines seem to be be evolving faster legs.

**Lardbeast** · 10-04-2012, 14:12

Windhoeker wurst, chips and a fried egg. One's guts have now settled down enough to allow this treat.

**The_Snail** · 10-04-2012, 15:25

Originally Posted by hedgehog64

Just ask next door if they've got some puddings/batter left over from this morning you idle fucker.

Yeah, that's right, because we live up North, we have Yorkshire Puddings for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

As a treat sometimes, we have them for supper as well.

**Negligent-Discharge** · 10-04-2012, 15:35

Originally Posted by The_Snail

Yeah, that's right, because we live up North, we have Yorkshire Puddings for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

As a treat sometimes, we have them for supper as well.

Dear The Snail, on no account rock up at our place when we're having a roast. The bird was superb and everything else perfect including the gravy properly made. However, TSO had BOUGHT, yes BOUGHT, Yorkshire puds from Waitrose. I might as well have soaked the cardboard out of a bog roll in gravy.

My ex and the m-in-l made the most wonderful Puds... mind you they were from Northallerton. That's the only thing I miss about her, the cheating bitch. You turn yer back for a tripette and out comes the OMO and jaunts to The Tickled Ivories in Surrey a.k.a. The Pickled Ovaries where she and that cow Sophie and dim-but-nice neighbour would quaff gallons of chilled Chardonnay and pull... me? Angry? Nope! I got TSO now!

TSO: "Here N_D, here are your pills. You'been writing about shitferbrains again haven't you?"

**The_Snail** · 10-04-2012, 16:13

Originally Posted by Negligent-Discharge

Dear The Snail, on no account rock up at our place when we're having a roast. The bird was superb and everything else perfect including the gravy properly made. However, TSO had BOUGHT, yes BOUGHT, Yorkshire puds from Waitrose. I might as well have soaked the cardboard out of a bog roll in gravy.

My ex and the m-in-l made the most wonderful Puds... mind you they were from Northallerton. That's the only thing I miss about her, the cheating bitch. You turn yer back for a tripette and out comes the OMO and jaunts to The Tickled Ivories in Surrey a.k.a. The Pickled Ovaries where she and that cow Sophie and dim-but-nice neighbour would quaff gallons of chilled Chardonnay and pull... me? Angry? Nope! I got TSO now!

TSO: "Here N_D, here are your pills. You'been writing about shitferbrains again haven't you?"

I think the only good thing I learnt from the Ex Mr Dale was how to make proper Yorkshire puds.

Oh, I also kept the house and all the contents. That will learn him, the sanctimonious twat. "That's your second glass of wine". "Fuck off".