The Monkey Princess (stellanova) wrote,
The Monkey Princess

it's tempura, actually

Oh God, I was on my way back from a delightful evening in barsine's house when Patsington called, saying he was having a pint in our local boozer with a friend and did I want to call in and join them on my way home. They were only staying for one, so I said I'd call in. And I did and got a Coke. And our friend P started joking about feeling the urge to go to chipper, and we started laughing about the delights of the various battered goods, and I admitted that the only battered chipper food I'd ever had was plain old fish, and, well, to cut a long story short, we went straight to the chipper across the road and got a battered sausage each. Battered sausages at half past eleven at night! I do NOT feel well now. In fact, I can feel my arteries clogging up e'en as I write. Never again!

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