AKA, The chicken Rustlers. Hope they're not smuggling em through in their seweaty gym bags mate?
Not long for you now buddy as i hear, and wish you a full recovery mucka.
The dross they call food here is so bad, that I most probably eat a bloody roast chicken even if they smuggled it into the hospital in their jocks. Why is it impossible for these places to produce food that is well frankly still food. Large restaurants and hotels manage no problem.
I got a special treat tonight - Ben and Jerry Moophoria for the win.