a cheeky nandos? what’s all this then? naw mate, never heard of nandos. you ever had a cheeky denny’s though? it’s when you’ve just had a wild one, a total futurama, mate, bender from the future. it’s getting late and marcus, ledge-fund manager extraordinaire, suggests stopping off for a cheeky dennys before heading back to the flat. tim just got sick on his trainers but he’s like “no you know wot that’s the ticket, a cheeky dennys would bring me right back quick snap, i’m hank marvin fellas” so you pop into denn-denn and your group might as well be VIP cause it’s top lads only and the food is coming hot and quick but not as hot and quick as the proper banty-banty shanty, led by none other than the mad lad Preston who is basically William Bantner, straight out of this world with his bants-pants, Star Trek style, right? It’s such a top notch top quality time that even the waitress is all “wots this, mates? you lads tellin’ banterbury tales?” and then she offers you all a free round of eggs and you’re like “let’s smash it.”
