What are Jaffa Cakes?
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I say biscuits. Absolutely, no doubt about it.
PS for all you Jaffa fans, Funk500 has a considerable stash of original Jaffas at the moment. He will swap them for special favors and stuff such as Bermuda shorts, Bikinis and Hawaiian shirts. PM Funk500 if you’re intrested.
Actually funk500 and lady K have eaten the substantial supply of jaffa cakes already
[quote=“tash”]I say biscuits. Absolutely, no doubt about it.
PS for all you Jaffa fans, Funk500 has a considerable stash of original Jaffas at the moment. He will swap them for special favors and stuff such as Bermuda shorts, Bikinis and Hawaiian shirts. PM Funk500 if you’re intrested.[/quote]
Hm, the controversy rages. Expect some super-fun person to google the government ruling any minute!
I think you misunderstand British culture, my dear tash. There is NO POSSIBILITY of the Jaffa Cakes being shared with you. Funk500 just sent you on an impossible mission quest re the Hawaiian shirts to distract you while he scoffed them himself in his Hut cave.
You dirty northern monkeys, and your dirty northern convos.
Jaffa cakes are A) scum foood, B) One step above toblerone as a breakfast choice, C) Sh*t.
You’re sullying my childhood memories, you posh aethlete, you! :fume:
Toblerone is considered a sex aid rather than a foodstuff in the enlightened North.
NWRA!
I heard them Jaffa Cakes react with stomach acid to form nitroglycerine.
Apparently anywhere from 10 to 15 people explode every year in Scunthorpe after scarfing down a mess of Jaffas and then engaging in strenuous Gracie Ju Jitsu grappling matches.
That’s what this guy told me, anyways.
When ah go dahn Laandaaan taan, I like to dine on the local delicacies such as jellied eels, pickled whelks as well as the ripped out hearts of the northern mining towns and the dead souls of the northern industries that made Britain rich.
‘Holy crap’ the ‘dumbass’ pinyiniser changed taaaaan to Da An.
Should’ve been a poll option for “what’s a jaffa cake?” They look like cookies to me. 
You northern folks provide the bread and butter of a southern gcse in Geography.
“OK class, here are some places the scummers have filthed up.”
Only now do we realise that your ‘replace coal face with shopping centre’ ideas have polluted the workers of the south. Keep your black lung, and your scurvy. You freaking jaffa cake dollies.
I can’t budge in London without some freak from ‘Leeds’ claiming I owe him a living.
True racism lies in a north south divide.
You northern folks provide the bread and butter of a southern gcse in Geography.
“OK class, here are some places the scummers have filthed up.”
Only now do we realise that your ‘replace coal face with shopping centre’ ideas have polluted the workers of the south. Keep your black lung, and your scurvy. You freaking jaffa cake dollies.
I can’t budge in London without some freak from ‘Leeds’ claiming I owe him a living.
True racism lies in a north south divide.[/quote]
So… what’s your beef?
You northern folks provide the bread and butter of a southern gcse in Geography.
“OK class, here are some places the scummers have filthed up.”
Only now do we realise that your ‘replace coal face with shopping centre’ ideas have polluted the workers of the south. Keep your black lung, and your scurvy. You freaking jaffa cake dollies.
I can’t budge in London without some freak from ‘Leeds’ claiming I owe him a living.
True racism lies in a north south divide.[/quote]
So… what’s your beef?[/quote]
My beef is here, its fresh, and it looks good. Your beef is tinned, from Barcelona, and probably was once a cat.
Bully beef, Camp coffee and powdered egg, more like. War is over? Don’t fuck with the fabulous four, Yoko…
You ate cats from Spain, you ate cats from Spain, la la la la.
It was a veritable feline ‘Guernica’, I can tell you. The pie-ay-ya was ‘awesome’.
That weren’t no pie. Ask el jeffe. That was a tart.
Hoo yoo callin a tart? Your southern Jamie Oliver-shagging culinary tastes are Abbey Road to me.
Get back to your copy of KES.
Us Londoners are trying to read Chaucer.