Today I had a Pot Noodle, Essentially, I have concluded that the flavour is fairly irrelevant, they all taste of Pot Noodle.
From muscle memory, I deduced that this one tasted pretty much exactly the same as the last one I had (though it was some years ago) and I further concluded that they should probably do away with names of flavours and instead name them after the dominant colours of the pot itself. The one I just had would have been Grey and Red pot.... noodle.
I'm fairly confident that sales would go up and that the management of peoples expectations regarding the `actual' flavour of the contents would allow more people to enjoy them, as their expectations would revolve around the packaging, not the contents... A bit like seeing a tidy bird in block and tackle versus one who is just in the nuddy.
The actual flavour of my Pot Noodle was allegedly Sticky Rib... there is a clue there that you are being sold a dream. Because as far as I can tell, sticky isn't a flavour, it's a sensation related to covalent bonding or van der Waals forces, respectively. However, ribs do taste of something, dependent on the animal they were harvested from, but it isn't Pot Noodle.
I rest my case.
PS: Bombay Bad Boy (a Pot Noodle flavour) sounds like medium-brown dildo.
PPS: This is an observation on colloquial language related to sex toys, not a racial slur.
