Now, I'm no expert, but I thought IKEA was the king of overpriced, flatpack tat.
Lamps, beds, tables, wardrobles, occasional tables...
Occasional tables? WTF is an occasional table? If it's occasionally a table, what is it the rest of the time? A Bomb Shelter? A marquee for a pygmy garden party? Occasional table, my best hat!
Anyhoo, with the never ending saga of equine cuisine blighting the ready meal market, IKEA have withdrawn their meatballs from sale.
Eh... whut?
IKEA are like NEXT, HABITAT and HOVELL's. They sell cheap naff homewares to poncey types with more money than sense! Where does meatballs come into it?
"Reet luv, I'm off tert'Furniture Warehouse fert'get summat fer tea. Wass tha' fancy? Ready (steady and they're off) meal and a dead good bedside table? By 'eck, lass, I'll pick thee up a Tease Maid in a skimpy outfit fer t'serve oop Donkey Donglers inna bun fer t'breakfast. Ah'd pick thee oop a lay-zee-boy, but it's probably got giant horse knackers in. Does thee fancy a You-Nuck-Boy or Cast-Right-'ee-Boy instead?"
IKEA selling stallion scrotums in ready meals indeed!
See, if they'd stuck to shay-zee-long-you-ease instead, this'd never have happened.
probably.
