The cod father

It has cum to my attention that fish and chips shops in this cuntry have been naming themselves in deviant ways while not yet banned by the four eyed donkey punching spice girls liking kunts at the EU it is time to enjoy these names. Below is a list of fish and chip shops discovered by Worralls on their recent crusades to put as many non believers to the (pork) sword as humanly possible:

'The frying scotsman'

'Bruised and battered'

'Battered shit'

'Fucking fish'

'The codfather'

'Chips and fish'

'Battersea cod's home'

'Battered wives'

'Oh my cod'

Now we all like a good dose of fish and chips and no more so than our very own bassist who's parents are actually land breathing haddock mutants. Our frontbottom's favourite dish is haddock pasty and the guitarist favourite dish is battered sausage with a wig on.

Yours truly

One of four kunts.