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13 Jul 2006 The sensations of a battered Mars™ bar

I feel that it's my civic duty to tell people aroud the world about the wonderous sensations of a battered Mars™ bar, a traditional food from Scotland. Fortunately their happens to be a place in England that also served this mystical fried log and I was in the right place at the right time.

I was with some of my friend last Friday night. We were at a pub, had a few drinks (except for me, I was designated driver) and had a jolly good time. And what better way to round off an evening than to go to the local kebab house for a greasy, disgusting and unhealthy kebab or burger. So that's what we did. I wasn't feeling particularly hungery when I noticed on the menu that they were service the battered Mars™ bar. Feeling curious as well as adventurous I asked for a battered Mars™ bar. This is what I was presented with...

A battered Mars bar, boyo

I admit it's not much to look at, but watch the following reaction below...

The sensations of a battered Mars™ bar

Says it all really does it?

Oh yeah one last thing. Is it me or does this poster seem a little wrong?

Pukka pies, where you eat your partner out in bed