In message , Grimly
Curmudgeon writes
We were somewhere around Barstow, on the edge of the desert, when the
drugs began to take hold. I remember geoff saying
something like:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Durian

Don't be such a gurl

It has the most delicious rich creamy taste imaginable

Just don't listen to the negative comments by the golden delicious
appreciation society

I'll give it a miss, thanks.

"... its odor is best described as pig-****, turpentine and onions,
garnished with a gym sock. "

"Other comparisons have been made with the civet, sewage, stale vomit,
skunk spray and used surgical swabs."

"Its taste can only be described as...indescribable, something you will
either love or despise. ...Your breath will smell as if you'd been
French-kissing your dead grandmother."

You could always stick to your good old irish praties

you could have Maris Piper on Monday, Disiree on tuesday, Osprey on
Wednesday,

you could boil them, mash them, bake them ... the possibilities are
endless




Like I said - the golden delicious brigade - how many of these ****wits
have ever travelled more than two miles down the road on a 276 from
their bedsit in Hackney ?

The original bad reference to durian was IIRC in the lonely planet guide
to SE Asia some 30 years ago

Since then, it seems that the sort of crap journos who describe wiring
as "spaghetti" seem to have jumped on the bandwagon - they've prolly
never seen one let alone smelt or tasted one

FFS Dave don't go dennis on us


Now, a gold star for anyone who can find that video of some eejut in
Thailand trying to head one (in the football sense) on the web




--
geoff