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Pizza No-Go

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As an official life-long member of the international guild of lard-arses and freeloaders I like nothing more than a bloody great pizza on my bank holiday weekend, preferably delivered, and preferably paid for by someone else. Lo, it was then, that the heaven’s opened and Fuelmyblog.com, purveyors of fantastic blog-promotion and wonderful freebies did answer my fat, sweaty prayers, and offer to let me try out www.just-eat.co.uk, and as I am also a complete sell-out, I decided to hop on the world wide web and give it run for their money.

Yep, it’s one of those takeaway compilation sites, lots of local quote-unquote restaurants in one place, ideal for those of us who prefer to avoid all human interaction, or ever picking up antiquated devices like the phone.

So, I pop along to the site, and after a wrestle with the slightly intrusive and unnescessary sign-up process, make my way to the menus. This bit works fine, pick your booze and, if you must, accompanying food, and click on ‘pay now’. This is where the long sign-up comes in, as the site will happily take your credit card details, save them and no doubt flog them to dodgy telemarketers, huzzah!

As its my first time, I keep things simple and go with a Papa John’s ‘extra massive, stupidly hot’ or something,then enter my little voucher code..it’s all going well..click ‘pay now’..and..the payment site..doesn’t exist. No manner of fucking about with different restaurants, order details or re-entering info will sort this out, so no pizza for me, or you, or anyone else using the site. Sigh. A decent idea for the misanthropic web-based fat ass in your life, but until the coding is sorted out, and a friendlier interface is introduced, it’s a complete bloody shower.

Just phone them instead.

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Chicken Fiasco

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Occasionally after a quick research tour of London’s hostelries, I will delude myself into thinking I want to eat at McDonalds. This usually results in me vomiting up Insta-Cud on the night bus, so if they’ve ever sold out then it’s a good thing (that usually results in a kebab instead). Seems that one resident of Florida disagrees with me though, as she appears in court today.

The charge? Why, calling 911 not once, but three times. The ‘emergency’? McD’s was out of chicken McNuggets.

Yep. Seems that Latreasa Goodman (what is it with America and names?) was so incenced by the lack of deep fried beaks she decided to call in backup. She is charged with misusing the emergency system. Should have gone to KFC.

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