Combinations

We all know of the splendiferous effects of Guinness. It makes you drunk and fills you up like a four course meal. The next morning, well, there’s the unbearable blackness of pooing.

Dark matter spews forth in a torrent, gushing into the world to be set free on its journey to the sea where Dublin Bay prawns grow large on effluent and radioactive Sellafield leftovers.

Yet when you combine Guinness and a Zaytoon kebab something wonderful happens. Instead of the inky torrent, one releases majestic diamonds into the bowl. Flawless, shining, priceless and quite, quite beautiful. Gems that would sit alone, gleaming brilliantly in the middle of a museum, protected in a glass case with laser beams to foil even the most daring of robbers.

Precious stones so stunning that people would stop and stare, seeing their life reflected back at them in shards of dazzling light, everything making sense, the answers we seek twinkling at us from this most arresting bijou.

Oh, if only that wasn’t a filthy, dirty lie. If only it were true and my anus was not scorched to within an inch of its life by a cascade of fiery lava.

If only.

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