John: "Fish and Chips, Mushy Peas"
Dermot: It's the best stuff.
John: "Yorkshire pudding."
This is what I'm expecting.
Ah, that smells great.
Davey: That's a nice healthy brown.
Dermot: What's the black?
Justine: Is it seaweed?
Bláithín and Nicole: *sounds of approval*
John: Unreal
Bláithín: It's a bit dry. *laughs*
Justine: I really like that
Dermot: It's great.
John: That's good beef
Bláithín: The meat is yummy.
Davey: Mmm, that bacon's really good
Justine: Yeah
John: I've really got nothing bad to say of this.
Justine: Still don't know what the black stuff is, but I like it
Bláithín:*clears throat* Yum.
Davey: The steak is, uh...
Justine: Lovely.
Davey: Too well done-
Justine: Really?
Davey: Yeah, it's too chewy.
Nicole: The pastry's really nice as well.
Bláithín: mmm
Davey: That's why it's called that,
Cause its tough and chewy like a wellie.
Dermot: No, you take that, fine
John: Is this a "pig in a pocket?"
Davey: Toad in a hole?
Dermot: It's a literal log of shit.
Bláithín: At least there's gravy.
Nicole: Yeah.
Justine: Sauce is very burnt.
Nicole: Not a color except brown.
Dermot: A bit of a tiniest of the...
Davey: What's wrong with that?
John: Don't like it.
Justine: I don't know I just don't like it.
Bláithín: The gravy is really bitter.
and weird.
Dermot: Oh yeah, that sauce is not good.
Davey: I like the sausage, I like the thing
That gravy...
Deceiving.
Bláithín and Nicole: Ooh
Bláithín: That really does taste like
800 years of oppression though.
Dermot: You mean all this time, "Toad in a Hole"...
John: Is that actually...
Dermot: Toad is a sausage.
John: ...that's normal sausage though, it's not? *sigh*
Justine: The sausage I don't like, the rest of it's okay.
Bláithín: It's so wrong.
It's really...
It's really upset me.
Davey: We don't have toads in Ireland
so maybe we don't know what they look like.
Justine: Yeah...
Davey: Maybe that's what a toad really looks like.
Bláithín: More brown food.
Davey: It's kidney on toast.
Dermot: Kidneys of what?
Is it human kidneys?
Justine: My hands are sweating
I'm getting real anxious
Nicole: Not sure if I can get behind
how bloody this is.
Davey: You know the kidney's function is?
Justine: To filter piss.
Davey Mmhmm
John: Awh, it smells like liver
and I love liver.
Justine: I just saw like veins and stuff.
and like I can't.
Dermot: Why have you given me the bigger half?
Nicole: It's just.. like...
a horror show.
Dermot: Thank you. John: Do you...
Dermot: Hold on! Why do I get the smaller half?
Davey: You're trying to get a bit without
piss veins.
John: I think we should just go for it.
There's gonna be English people saying
"I can't believe they took so long...
...just eat it."
Davey: It's gonna cut from us being like "Ugh"
to like Sharpson and Dermot
just being like "Blop."
Dermot: *high pitched noise*
Nicole: Like a meat mushroom.
John: Yeah? That good?
Dermot: mmm, mmhmm
John: He loves it.
Look he's shaking he's so excited.
Bláithín: It's a very hard taste to describe
if you've never had kidneys.
Justine: Texture is so slimy.
John: I like it.
Davey: It's so slimy.
It's so weird. Ugh.
Dermot: Isn't that worst?
Davey: Oh my god. It just tastes horrific!
Bláithín: Very dank.
It tastes like dishwater.
Davey: It tasted like blood and piss.
Davey: Spotted Dick!
Bláithín: It doesn't look anything like a penis.
John: Lemon.
Nicole: Way too much fluid.
Dermot: I've always wanted spotted dick...
that wasn't my own
Justine: Um, really good.
Davey: Yep.
Bláithín: Bit like bread with raisins in it.
and then some shitty custard.
Davey: I love custard so much.
Dermot: Mmmhm
Bláithín: I like the lemon-ness of it.
John: The currants are lovely.
The custard is beautiful.
Justine: You are going to town on it.
Davey: Oh, so nice.
Nicole: Very moist.
Dermot: This is without question...
the best dick, I've ever had in my mouth.
Justine: Yeah no.
Davey: The sort of thing you'd eat to keep Hitler away.
Bláithín: Where is the tea?
Like you need tea with this for sure
Dermot: I'm not usually hungry for dick,
John: yeah-huh
Dermot: but...uh...
you know, like I'm not a royal.
Davey: There's so much happening here!
Bláithín: It smells so fishy.
Dermot: Fish Head! Fish Head!
Nicole: This is like Alien
Only it's fish just poppin'
out of your food.
Davey: Why did you go Spotted Dick
before THIS?!
Why?!
John: "Dermot, please don't eat me
I'm your friend."
Justine: They have eyes still.
Bláithín and Nicole: *apologize to fish heads*
Davey: Again Dermot and John are gonna be so sound
and comfortable, they're gonna
be pretend to be shiftin' the fish, probably.
Dermot and John: *screaming at the fish*
Bláithín: I really like fish so I like this,
the problem is not with the fish.
Justine: *groans of disgust*
Dermot: *gagging noise*
Nicole: The- The pastry is really nice.
Davey: Tastes like bad seaside holiday
Bláithín: It's really nice, because I like fish
and I like salty fish so
it's tasty.
Davey: It's so fishy.
Dermot: *gagging sounds*
John: That's a raw onion!
Nicole: That's actually nice.
Bláithín: Mmhmm.
It's really good.
Davey: Imagine chicken- chicken filet
came with that
Chicken filet burger
with the chicken head sticking out the top of it.
John: So this little fishy says to this little fishy
"Jesus Christ, we're stuck in a loaf of bread here."
And this fishy says
"Jesus Christ! A talking fish!"
*stunned silence*