Literally an aussie in Cornwall: mens breakfast
I saw this sign in deepest darkest Cornwall.
I have come up with a few possible explanations of a Mens Breakfast.
Something involving, cigars, whiskey, bacon, eggs, and breasts.
Being that it is in a church, it could be lubed up naked altar boys servicing men in the morning, with a full English breakfast.
A bunch of boring Christians eating cereal and talking about how hard it is to be a Christian in this day and age.
A beans breakfast where farting and beer are not only allowed, but are encouraged.
A bunch of old widowers talking about their best sex they have ever had while eating a BBQ breakfast and watching hardcore porn.
Or all of the above.
And for the anal people out there, it could be a place people who eat toast and talk about how much they hate possessive apostrophes.
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There was an apostrophe missing in your donkey post (the picture) as well.
Do they not do apostrophes in Cornwall?
Apparently not, maybe i should move there.
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