A fate I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy. I mean Kingsofleonpigeonypoopymouthygate was bad enough
My local resort is Blackpool, I’m all too familiar with ‘floaters’
And I don’t mean the 70s soul group or Australia’s apparent national dish (a, er, meat pie floating in mushy peas)
after arcade fire at Hyde Park a few summers ago we saw someone trip and fall face first into the mud around the toilets. it hadn’t actually rained for a few days.
Swam headfirst into a poo in Lake Balaton once. Never been swimming since
I keep wanting to make that Hungarian spicy fish soup with most of the fish caught from there
I now do not
Though a friend once claimed they found mouse poo at Burnley KFC but it also looks exactly like burnt rice and was from an overcooked-looking burrito wrap. I now, though I used to do on the daily, do not want to order an overcooked-looking burrito wrap from Burnley KFC