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The Almighty Sunday Roast

from The Great British Grind Off by Raised By Owls

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The aroma fills my nostrils, smells so divine, it’s intoxicating.
My erection prods my trousers. My mouth so moist, I can almost taste it.

My knees are weak and my stomach is empty.
A smile across my face, my delight cannot be contained.

Grab my plate, grab my napkin, I am ready for this feast.
I shall devour all that comes before me, annihilate the entirety.

Dinner is served, the veg is steaming.
The meat is beastly, the Yorkshire puddings gleaming.

And here it comes, the fucking gravy, pour it all over,
Smother it, baby!

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from The Great British Grind Off, released October 12, 2016

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