I had a freaking menu. I could pick and choose what I wanted. Butter, ham, jam, chocolate, cake,... even a sandwich if I wanted to. But it was 4pm, so I didn't go for the sandwich. And whatever drink I wanted to. No alcohol ofc.
No kidding, they didn't half a*** that part
Wow, that is impressive! Although I agree that they embuggered the last part up, you can't say thanks for the blood without a booze option!
I can fit in all of my kitchen cupboards even the the smaller one at the end, doors shut and everything.
When I was at college, that used to be a hobby of ours (but not in a freaky way, it always involved booze and comedy) - when we went to a person's new house at the start of each year, straws were drawn on who amongst the 12 of us (girls and boys, 5' tiny Claire to 6'4 fat Steve included) would have to try and get into a cupboard undetected and stay there until they surprised an owner of said new tenancy!
To try and write it out like this whilst sober, sounds kinda weird, but it was hilarious and great fun.
We would also sometimes have pub crawls on a similar vein, but instead of drawing straws and getting in cupboards, the straws were drawn for each pub, and the loser/winner would have to steal something very random from said establishment.
One pub had a low doorway with a Guinness clock above it. We were eventually barred from there as we had 4 of their clocks, and getting them was easy on the way out.
One of the strangest things we got was a crystal ball. From the owner at her lock-in. We gave it back as it was a bit mean, but an amazing piece of deception and thieving!
Anyway, the police are at the door, so see you later in the decade...