YO WHERE'S MY MOTHERFUCKIN' CLOGGIES AT???!!!
My folks are Dutch so during my childhood I had the privilege of being introduced to croquettes. They actually used to sell them at the local fish and chips shop in the little town I grew up in, near Sydney.
I hadn't eaten them in years though, until recently. My brother brought up a box of the motherfuckers for me for Christmas. They'd been sitting in my parents' freezer until last week though, when they brought them down to me.
How fucken awesome. I could eat those motherfuckers every day. It's exactly 2 months now until I leave for Holland, and I am looking forward to ordering a CROQUETTE BURGER (MC Croquette?) from Maccas almost as much as I am looking forward to FUCKING BEAUTIFUL WHORES!