"Mr. Brain's Faggots" Leave Me . . . Speechless

In another thread, about oddly named companies, yojimbo posted a link to Mr. Brain’s Faggots, apparently an actual Irish food company. I have forwarded this to several gay friends, who have all injured themselves laughing, I might add. Upon learning that “more than 10 million faggots are eaten every day in the UK,” my friend Terry is applying for a green card.

It, ummm, seems to be . . . for real? Have I been whooshed? Any Oirish Dopers who can verify that this is an actual foodstuff?!

And what’s with the knowing grin on Young Master Doody’s face?

IAN Irish but IA English so I can add input, I think.

It doesn’t surprise me that ‘faggot’ is a foodstuff. In the UK the word ‘fag’ is most commonly used to mean ‘cigarette’ and is only known as a (disrespectful) word for gay people because of America’s media influence over here.

I am sick of my username!

I just decided.
Sorry for the hijack.

It’s gen-yew-wine.

Can’t recall eating said faggot ma’self but I assume it’s just a meatball type product. Very popular in supermarket freezer departments so the public must lap ‘em up.

I believe the instructions on the packs say that (before digesting) you need to languidly fellate them for thirty minutes at room temperature.

Growing up on British food was bad, but at least I can thank my parents for not feeding me “Mr. Brain’s Faggots.”

Now that you mention it LunaSea growing up on British food was bad! Liver, sprouts, carrots, steak that was impossible to chew up, Steak and Kidney pie, dry beef. The list would be longer if it wasn’t for the fact that I ate all that stuff as a kid (or rather claimed to have eaten it, but actually hid it in the nearest convenient crevice, such as the plant pot, or the dog)

Thank heaven for Junk food and a paycheck.

Dear Lord.

A pop-up asked me if I wanted to “Win an Authentic Mr. Brain’s Faggots Knees-Up!”

dies

You what’s even sadder, Lobsang? That they kept feeding me this stuff even after we emigrated to America. So, so cruel.

Oh please yes! It gets better and better!!!

The motto: “How many can you handle?”

And best of all (you will shit yourselves, I swear:)

Faggot Family. Boldface mine.

And each member of the family has their “favourite faggot” listed.
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I’m sorry, I have to lie down for a little while.

This will be the death of me.

…and that picture right under the motto!
There needs to be a weeping with mirth smilie.

Well, Eve, you know what they say about the Brits!..

(I’d tell you, but it seems that Showtime has got it trademarked – something about this TV show they used it for the title of!)

:smiley:

. . . and commercials in Quicktime.

Hey! They want you to send in pictures of you eating a faggot! Don’t be shy to eat them in public!

Good Lord. I was fine until I started reading the Faggot Recipes. Even until I got to the Faggot Cobbler (not a shoemaker, mind you). It requires

6 Mr Brains Faggots in Rich Sauce
8 oz (200g) Self Rising Flour

Okay, that’s as far as I got. I’m dying now.

Yes, as others have said, the things are real. I never saw them until I was living in either England or Wales (can’t remember which), but yes, they exist. Yes, sort of meatball sort of thing, I think.

Oddly enough it was the fact of them being made by a so-called “Mr Brains” that made me uncomfortable too.
Oooh - can I mention the Turkish take-away food shop that purported to sell "Donner kebabs?

And nobody has made the obvious joke, that they’re PORK Faggots?

I go to my local supermarket almost every day (because I live just round the corner). Today I saw them for the first time (wonder why?) - ‘Faggots in rich gravy’

I’ve heard of faggots, but I’ve never seen one.

I’ve been told they’re just like round sausages with low quality meat, but I’ve never actually come across one.

My dad eats Mr Brain’s Faggots.

sigh