I’m sure I’m not the only one who feels that Britain has been a duller,
less savoury, place without our beloved faggots. So imagine my joy when in
my local co-op yesterday my eye was caught by a pair of eye catching
faggots, easily recognisable by their outlandish appearance. I was so
pleased to see them back in their rightful place. I wasted no time and
grabbed the faggots, and marched up to the checkout (the one that has the
fags behind it) and then promptly marched home with my newly acquired
faggots.
Once home i got them suitably warmed up until they were fully of rich
faggoty goodness. I could barely contain my excitement as I popped them
in my mouth. You can’t beat a really hot faggot for oral satisfaction.
It’s good to have the faggots back. My wife and family also rejoice in the
fact that we can now have all the faggots we want. My wife loves faggots.
Needless to say that after this experience with faggots I have spotted dick
today, which I will share with the wife.
The OP was referring to a food item, not cigarettes for those who are puzzled. I intend to try faggots (among many other things) if I ever go visit the UK. Spotted Dick. (Does Spotted Dick taste much like bread pudding?) Faggot.