Review: I purchased these pork scratchings at a pub I used to frequent, usually unbelievably inebriated. The barmaid as I recall, had enormous norks and my memory of their unfettled exuberance whilst sozzled on West Country cider leads me to leave this review. One night, after consuming at least 10 pints of fermented apple juice rocket fuel I decided upon a physical assault of the stomach, by ordering and then consuming 10 packets of said pork scratchings. What happened next beggars belief. My next waking moment was in hospital, my stomach being pumped, the busty barwench by my side…I went on to marry her and we have 4 very well fed children who exist purely on pork scratchings and breast milk…

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