You know how it is. You’re out with the mates on the old razzle getting proper smashed, think about getting curry club at ‘spoons, but then your mate Callum, who is, by the way, the archbishop of banterbury suggests you get a cheeky nandos, and you all go “Aye good one mate”. And then you get nandos, and it’s proper cheeky
You're out with the lads right, and you're having a big sesh, so you're absolutely ****ing trollied. Now after a skinful you and your boys are Hank Marvin at this point, so you decide to get some scran. You're on an alldayer, it's a bit early to nip down the kebaby and get yoursen a **** off doner kebab in a naan. But's it's a bit late in the day to still wanna get a Fried Brekkie down at your local. So you're thinking what can you do for summat that you can get down you quick so you can get back to necking pints, and that's when your mate Callum says nandos, and cheeky lads that you are, you reckon that's a ****ing top shout.
Mate it's easy it's like the other day right me Deano and Gaz who's a right lad we're absolutely of our bin on VK and it hit 12 and we fancied a nosh and Gaz the absolute geezer suggested TGI's but I reminded the nonce that it's shut so we thought **** it let's smash a Nando's and we waded through the pearlers and found a table in the corner and it was spot on and proper cheeky.