In my pre-plant pot days, when I was a student, I once had a fish n chips dinner before going out.
Anyway, I must have got absolutely belted because when I got up the next day I found a plate with bits of toasted sandwich which had, as a filling, bits of batter and grey fish skin.
I pieced it together logically and basically, what I had done was left these bits of batter and grey fish skin (I hate it when they donât peel the skin off properly before putting the fish in the fryer) on my plate in the living room and being a fucking awful specimen of a student, hadnât bothered to even scrape the remains into the bin and put the plates in the sink let alone wash up. Obviously, my equally disgusting lazy cunt housemates hadnât touched them either.
So, when I got in, hammered, and found fuck all in the fridge, I must have put the only âfoodâ I had left (batter and discarded fish skin) into the four slices of bread I had remaining and thought it would sate my need for a post-session feed, but then found it so disgusting that I fucked it off and went to bed.
And that is the story of the most hideous sandwich I have ever created or eaten.
