Welcome

Hello, esteemed reader, welcome to the krunkaliciously satisfying cerebral experience of two middle class boyz from Hampshire (or sometimes da' hood, wherever that is, exactly).

To break you in gently, yet with unsurpassed vigour, we will discuss for your delection the dichotomy of Bath water, nay, water from Bath.

To adequately prepare your soggy and unimpressive grey matter for the tantrically intellectual experience to follow, here is a little hors-d'oeuvres in the form of a video about a spectacularly silly cat:




bon apetit!

Now, on with the main course in our plethora of distinction, the mystery rapped in an enigma that is the supposedly healthy water from the baths in Bath. Quite frankly, dear reader, it tastes not unlike the seat of Beezlebub's unctuous crotch, and should be strucken forthwith from the face of this mortal earth.

That is all. Till next time, you, ne'er-do-wells, Tschuss.