Whether you have a gun on your hip or a cheese roll stuffed in your fat face the meaning is essentially the same. There's an arrogance to cheese rolls, a strong belief that they’re a healthy option despite all the available science. The world might be burning down around you in a fire storm of ignorance but if you’ve got a cheese roll in each hand you’re Billy the Kid. What’s more New Zealand than a cheese roll? How about the inability to swim in a river without getting the squirts. Speaking of beef cheeks; press leaks wreak havoc on carrots while a cheese roll is a vote for a bit more stick. Sick of the rich woke pleading moral broke on coke? Fuck bespoke vegan panini’s when we can pump a country load of diary straight up your arsehole. Maybe that's what this country needs: a full cream enema!
Woodfired Stoneware 1300 degrees Celsius. May spark and explode in a microwave because it's full of iron bearing rocks. May bully other crockery if left unsupervised in a cupboard environment. May spit, leak or generally be obnoxious. Handwash with the tears of mermaids. Made from New Zealand. Stamped STEER like the brand on a colt's arse.
5x18x18cm