Sandwich steak in a steak sandwich

Fry some sandwich steak in a pan. Butter some bread. Add some lettuce and a little mayonnaise. Once cooked, slice the steak into strips and place it on top of the lettuce. Spread some horseradish sauce over it.

The result? Pure joy! There's nothing like a steak sandwich at 00:24.

I have also been staching hard. This is a habit I cannot afford to pick up again.

I was recently interviewed for a job, one that I really wanted to do. I did not get it.

I am oddly comfortable with this, so don't worry. Instead, just go and watch some Walker Texas Ranger clips. You might also be in for some interesting stuff happening right here, as there is now no need to pack in the freelance business just yet.

And for those with strong stomachs, why not read my idea for a fantastic ad?

You see a guy sitting down at a table in a cafe. The view is from the front. He is reading a paper.

You hear the sound of a fart. The guy raises his paper so that only his eyes show. He looks around sheepishly, then brings the paper back down. He looks relieved.

A couple of moments later, he farts again. Up goes the paper. He looks around again, for a bit longer this time, then brings the paper back down. He gives the paper a few tugs, sighes and looks pretty damn relieved.

A couple of moments after this, he farts once more, but very quickly the fart turns into something more. The guy lifts the paper up, but this time covers his head with it. He has become a bit too relieved.

In big, bold writing these words are stamped onto the screen:

GOT SCUTS?
GET ANTILAX!