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Whilst Cadbury Mini Eggs may have been all over the shelves of supermarkets and corner shops, and Mr Cadbury Parrot may have been on the front of the packets, but was he on TV? No. No he wasn't.
Over recent years I have become accustomed to Mr Cadbury Parrot brightening up my television screen with his squarks and other such antics, but this year he was absent. Cadbury didn't think we'd notice, they thought that we'd be too busy discussing whether it used to be Cadbury's and what happened to the missing 's' to worry about Mr Cadbury Parrot. Well I know the reason why. Mr Cadbury Parrot has become an east coast pimp.
Southend seafront is his patch, with many young Essex girls working the streets for him. Shockingly some of these girls are barely 16, having been tempted into the trade by the parrot's sweet chocolatey eggs. It is thought that Mr Cadbury Parrot holds back on the eggs on underperforming girls, leaving them with cramps from Mini Egg withdrawals.
Whilst his girls are working their little cha-cha's to the bone Mr Cadbury Parrot is out enjoying himself. In his souped up Vauxhall Nova he flies along the seafront, drum and bass blasting out of his stereo. Of course, he never wanders far from his girls, the thread of dirty Birtie Bassett is too great to leave them unguarded.
What will be done about this situation? Nothing. Once again it will be swept under the carpet, just like the time the Milky Bar Kid was revealed to be ginger.
It sucked.
But the Parrot is a pimp?
I bet that's who stole my girls!
Grrr...
Gosh, i had many hours of fun with that toy.
And dirty Bertie Bassett, the thought of him being a brooding pimp is a seriously scary thought.
i saw him down camden market selling his delights
"losing weight" - what are you, the Daily Mail? Eat and be happy if you want to, it's only once a year! Saying that, I don't "do" Easter because it's a religious holiday and I've got no such leanings towards that sort of thing. Don't even like getting chrimbo presents.
Whilst Cadbury Mini Eggs may have been all over the shelves of supermarkets and corner shops, and Mr Cadbury Parrot may have been on the front of the packets, but was he on TV? No. No he wasn't.
Over recent years I have become accustomed to Mr Cadbury Parrot brightening up my television screen with his squarks and other such antics, but this year he was absent. Cadbury didn't think we'd notice, they thought that we'd be too busy discussing whether it used to be Cadbury's and what happened to the missing 's' to worry about Mr Cadbury Parrot. Well I know the reason why. Mr Cadbury Parrot has become an east coast pimp.
Southend seafront is his patch, with many young Essex girls working the streets for him. Shockingly some of these girls are barely 16, having been tempted into the trade by the parrot's sweet chocolatey eggs. It is thought that Mr Cadbury Parrot holds back on the eggs on underperforming girls, leaving them with cramps from Mini Egg withdrawals.
Whilst his girls are working their little cha-cha's to the bone Mr Cadbury Parrot is out enjoying himself. In his souped up Vauxhall Nova he flies along the seafront, drum and bass blasting out of his stereo. Of course, he never wanders far from his girls, the thread of dirty Birtie Bassett is too great to leave them unguarded.
What will be done about this situation? Nothing. Once again it will be swept under the carpet, just like the time the Milky Bar Kid was revealed to be ginger.