Written on: 06/08/2011 by death_row (1 review written)
My chum enjoys a bag or three of these in our local pub - The Mariner! When he has a bag we're all over him telling him how his breath stinks like Davy Jones' Locker.
There's no denying their super tasty goodness, but when they make you smell like you've just been for a dip off the pier it's no good for meeting lady friends.
Alas my chum is single - and forever alone, thanks to his penchant for these fishy snacks.