“ […] My hubris is about to shart itself at the craft store to the tune of 'Yakety Yak' while I am buying glitter paint.”

‘No worries,’ Frank said, paying for his drink. ‘Boy, I need this. I′m drier than a dead dingo′s donger.’

Now then, what are yow gimbling¹ at, young mester? he said. ¹ Grinning.

Although the fish and chips you order in the typical corner pub is about as exciting as Arthur Treacher's in the food court, the common myth that there's no exciting food in London has no basis in fact.