You can't beat cheese cube, pickled onion and baby hotdog all on a cocktail stick combination.........

Reminds me of a vampire film that I watched last weekend. Very odd it was, no sign of crosses or wooden stakes, not even the odd bunch of garlic flowers.

There was this group of people chasing vampires armed with only sausage rolls, sandwiches, and cocktail sticks with pineapple and cheese on them.

It was called Buffet the Vampire slayer.

You should NEVER eat the peanuts from a buffet......not ever

On the note of egg sarnies, am I the only one who thinks that they are fucking minging, they ruin parties for me. The stink, they look disgusting, no one who you would dream of having a conversation with eats them, there's always plate loads at the end, plus why is it that people seen to mix beef crisps with salt and vineger etc and stick then all in one bowl, I'll never work that one out.....

is that something to do with the piss and semen story?

Thats it! Urrghhhh!!

This isn't about women again, is it elvis?

Rubbish at cooking/lkeep 'em out of the kitchen/leave catering to the men and let the girls stick to running the line......

Me and our lass were talking about this last night, as I've got a family do coming up and I was trying to explain to her what type of scran will be on offer.

One of the nicest things I've ever seen was at my my mates 30th in London in the summer. There's a community of Hartlepudlians in London who meet up quite often, a lot of them have well paid jobs, and are quite sophisticated, eat sushi and so on (some of them are now that posh that if they need a piss when they're in the bath they actually get out to use the toilet!)

Anyroad, there was a big gathering on Hampstead Heath for his birthday, and all the bewers made stuff for it. One of them brought home-made pease pudding, and another had made a corned beef traybake with '30' on the top in pastry. There were lots of non-Hartlepudlians there who didn't have a clue what all these delicacies were but enjoyed them nonetheless.

Howay Elvis where is the Ham and Pease Pudding half bun option

thar reminds me of withnail and I when they go into that caff in the lake district for some cake to soak up the booooze