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Seven Rustic Autumn Recipes

Now that summer is down the fucking toilet for another year, it’s time to forget about all the good times in the outside world (easy for me – there were none) and think dimly about stuff which all stems from a primal desire to hibernate in a hole like the stupid and weak mammals that we are. Nothing says hibernation like autumn (for US readers: Fall), and nothing says autumn like making a large meal to eat. Here at tall petters com, where big dogs get touched (and more), we are big advocates of healthy eating. And by big, I mean fat! Most days however, after a hard day of crying loudly about our grotesquely pathetic lives, us peterers need consume gratuitous amounts of comfort food. As seasoned manchildren, our favourite recipes are of course the ones when we were young, so here we will talk of typical childhood staples from a place of empires and umpires (Cricket).

Giblet & Nip Pie


Ah, the age old problem of just what to do with your giblets. Got masses and masses of assorted old animal guts piling up in the fridge and no where to put em??? No problem, use this simple recipe to really get the most out of em. Froth your gibs in a large pot with rhubarb, salt and sage. Add a full tin of cold nips in syrup – and before you ask it doesn’t matter what brand! I personally prefer Cruddle’s but just pick any. Mash manfully until you have a gooey existential pulp. Roll your pastry pie-wise and condemn the mixture within. A good tip is to lather the pie crust in a thin layer of giblet discharge to achieve that authentic crispy pie tang.

Jellied ‘Eels


A very well known dish, jellied ‘eels is exactly what you’d expect – wheels of cheese suspended in gelatine. Simply buy a packet of jelly from your nearest jellymongers and cram whatever chunks of cheese you like in there. You can put other stuff in there too like pickled eggs, sausage fritters, beans on toast – just any kind of staple food. Think outside the box with this one blokes!

Spam & Arse Gravy


Loads of bloody poncy foreigners are turned off by the name of arse gravy, but what those immigrant nonces don’t know is that the gravy in this authentic dish is actually derived from the taint area rather than the arse itself. Simply deglaze a fresh, unwashed sack and taint location with boiling beef and mushroom stock and add to a large pot of slowly churning spam – roughly 6 or 7 tins. Season to taste and serve with a traditional slice of sun-dried mayonnaise.

Hoity Toity Goiters


Goiter meat was a delicacy in England (It isn’t known colloquially as “‘Gland” for no reason, you know!) as lately as the 1980s, but has recently fallen from fashion due to prevalence of media advocated vaccinations and such. Folly! Simply procure nicely goiter stricken lad – I got mine from the local gypsy caravan for the tidy price of 75 bob – bind and string him up nice and tight, allowing the goiter to swell and ripen for 3 to 9 weeks. When the goiter is a deep purple with tangible sheen this means it is will soon flower, so hack it off whole then slice thinly, layer in a roasting tin with rosemary and butternut squash before slathering gratuitously with port and lard. Roast for 1 hour and 30 minute. That’s 75 minutes metric for you Euroberks! Serve with vinegared beetroot and a massive packet of cheese and onion crisps.

Old Balls


Leftover sets of balls were traditionally consumed in great quantities during wartime, when German testes were shipped in their hundreds of thousands directly from the Front. Similarly, any one too cowardly to conscribe for the great effort would too be unmanned in a government drive that infamously became known as the “Bolly-wolly Nopply Choppers”. Assess your bollock carefully for freshness, a good tip is to dunk it in boiling water, as me dear dead nan used to say incessantly: if it floats, keep the knacker; if it wallows, chuck it backer. Serve your bollocks whole in a bisque, or grate them into a stew.

Shambled Gut Lumps


Briskly flaff off the lumps with a flaffer, the received wisdom is to use a hand held one but you can use an electric one if you’re a puff. Bungle the crummy guts into a wonky old pot, jumbling in blood clotted cream diagonally as you do. Carefully separate out the spenks, wangling the lumps lengthward to maximise the cookiness. Season profusely with lemon, mint, and piss.

Nutsacks Full of Sloppy Shite Grafted On To A Dead Fucking Pig And Slathered With Dirty Chunks Of Congealed Cum


I’m sure this was the recipe everyone been waiting upon. Whip this out when you need a real show stopper. Firstly you will need to accumulate a great deal of spunk – allocate a large barrel in your pantry for this purpose. A good tip would be to get your mates in on the wanking to speed up this process. Add onions and whole ginger to the cum solvent to appropriately bring out the salty flavours. Be sure to practice your needle work in the mean time. Get a sack of old scrotes from the market, ensuring to haggle loudly and pejoratively with the invariably wart-eyed Norfolk cuntwife selling such wares. Pry the sacs open carefully without emptying the vital contents, the cram em up full of freshly mashed shite. Now you can sew em on your sow. Test the consistency of your cum before applying – it should smell and taste like fresh bilge from the Thames.

Excerpt: “11 Guidelines for Living” by Jordan Peters

Editor’s note: The following is an excerpt from 11 Guidelines for Living: A Recipe for Orderliness by Professor Jordan Peters, PhD. Due to a confidential funding arrangement, Tall Peters is required to occassionally republish the work of of Prof. Peters without comment. However, we would like to stress that the views expressed herein are strictly his own, and do not represent those of the Tall Peters Publishing Company or its board of directors. Continue reading Excerpt: “11 Guidelines for Living” by Jordan Peters

Desperate Star Wars Clickbait

Yes… YES!! I can’t believe it. The space film I love is finally out. Can you even believe it, folks? The wookers and the light swords will really be swingin’ this holiday season. I love it. Every year I get to hoot and scream at the good lights on screen as I am stimulated once again by the familiar sound effects and storylines that keep being milked to death year after year by greedy corporate executives. It fills me with joy I can’t get elsewhere else to know that there is a company out there churning out this good shit just for me and other grown children like me who gobble up turds by the truckload as long as they have those good logos I recognize. Just take a look at my numerous Funko POP!!! figures that litter my miserable home. Yes, they’re hideous, cheap, plastic garbage designed to milk money out of people with no aesthetic taste, but I can’t stop wasting my meager paychecks on them. I gotta have all my favorite characters covering every square inch of my home. And LEGOS too… wow. I can’t get enough of those baby toys. Nothing gets my blood flowing more than releasing a primal squeal as I run over to the toy aisle to buy the latest LEGO playset. Sometimes I knock over children with my enormous jostling gut as I race to be the first one to get my hands on one, but I don’t care. These foolish children weren’t even alive when Star Wars first came out. They don’t understand it the way I do. They don’t deserve to spend hours piecing those neat little blocks together until it resembles a sharp, blocky version of my favorite fictional space craft. They should be playing with toys for babies instead and not be allowed anywhere near works of art like my LEGO playset.

hongsolo“Yes, they’re hideous, cheap, plastic garbage designed to milk money out of people with no aesthetic taste, but I can’t stop wasting my meager paychecks on them. ” Image by Ron Bailey

This stuff is for men who have been molded by the fear and anxiety of wondering for years at a time when the next Star Wars film will come out and whether it will be as good as my favorite (Episode III). Luckily for me, every Star Wars film has been an absolute masterpiece. Each one is better than the last. I don’t think I could possibly put into words what makes them so incredible, but boy do they speak to me. I haven’t wasted my time reading any books or whatever like some nerds, but I can say with full confidence that each and every Star Wars story is a finely crafted work art that rivals the great classics like the Great Gatby. That book is absolute trash compared to the tale of Anakin Skywalker. I can tell just from looking at the cover that it doesn’t delve deep into the mind of a powerful jedi who must learn to use his force…. Thinking about it is taking my breath away and making me sweat. We have all had to deal with these struggles at one point or another. Sand is coarse.

trashA rare peek at my collection of Star Wars memorabilia. Image by Kristina D.C. Hoeppner

Some of you may not know this about me, but I train as a jedi master. I am getting closer by the day to using the force in a powerful and useful way. Just the other day I was able to move a leaf I saw outside of the window of the bus I was riding in to my job. It was an exhilarating feeling to see power flowing from me out into the universe and to be able to look around knowing how much better I was than everyone else. I have even been making progress with a girl. My mind control is working flawlessly, and sometimes I am able to get her to make eye contact with me. All it takes is hard work and dedication to hone these mystical powers. That is what Star Wars has taught me. I lie awake at night and wonder what kind of man I would be if I Star Wars had not come into my life. I cry as I think of how bare my room would be without the plastic figures of my favorite characters watching over me. I hug my Chewbacca body pillow tight and soak it with tears as I thank him for being there for me during all my times of need. Star Wars has never let me down. It’s more than a movie. It is a llife style…


Images by William TungTama Leaver, and BrokenSphere

Tall Peters’ Guide to Choosing the Right Halloween Costume in 2017

Well, it’s that time of year again. October, the spookiest of all months, is in full swing, and proud American tradition dictates that you choose a culture or ethnicity other than your own to wear as a costume while you get sloshed. But wait! These days, wearing the wrong cultural identity can land you in hot water, so you better choose carefully or you might end up with your head on the social media chopping block. Continue reading Tall Peters’ Guide to Choosing the Right Halloween Costume in 2017

It’s Here Folks, A Comprehensive List Of All The Good Faces To Zoom In On

Now here at Talking Peterheads we know there’s nothing around that funnier than a funny face pic to look at on the web. Theres lot of funny faces to browse upon, more than you can even believe. Because everybody knows about faces, they have got such good meme traction, it`s always a good bet to use a face somewhere when you do a meme. Many forget that while a funny face is a good meme, a zoomed in on funny face is the same amount of funny memeness multiplied by how closely upon that you zoom in. Continue reading It’s Here Folks, A Comprehensive List Of All The Good Faces To Zoom In On

Why The Internet is Actually Shrinking

Ever wake up at night in a puddle of cold sweat or stale piss (not sure which) worried about how grotesquely big and fat the internet is getting. In less enlightened times past, us pallid weenie nerd losers at The Tallsome Peter Foundation have too. And if we were to take the government’s word for it, (fat chance!!!!!!!!!), we will swallow down the tall tale that the internet is growing exponentially and more really good web type stuff like retweets and frog memes and gargantuan anime .pngs are being rabidly uploaded to the websnet at all seconds of the day. Continue reading Why The Internet is Actually Shrinking

Just Literally Quick, Cheap, and Breathtakingly Easy Recipes for the Young and Modern Professional Who Simply Cannot Even

We’ve all been there, folks. Twelve hours at the office slapping away at the keyboard doing lord only knows what so our boss can go on his third vacation of the year in June, and you’re too worn out to feed yourself when you finally get home. Cooking is hard, and food is expensive. Sometimes it feels like there’s no point in running on this treadmill we call life. Continue reading Just Literally Quick, Cheap, and Breathtakingly Easy Recipes for the Young and Modern Professional Who Simply Cannot Even

The 10 Best Songs of the 1990s

Hey! We all remember the 90s, right? I know I do! If you don’t, what the hell is wrong with you? I mean, it wasn’t that long ago. What are you, some kind of little baby? Get out of here, you little baby! Babies aren’t supposed to be online. Go play with your baby toys or learn to walk or something. This post is for grownups like me who remember that classic era and all the timeless pop culture that came with it. Continue reading The 10 Best Songs of the 1990s

Video Game Review – The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild

Wow, I can’t believe it. After (add later) years in the making, it is finally here. That’s right, I’m talking about the newest entry in Nintendo’s video game series The Legend of Zelda for the new video game system “the Switch”. I got one, and I couldn’t wait to play it. I am not lying. I really do have a Swinch, and I am playing it right now. Why would I lie? It’s so great. I love video games, and I have played all of the Legend of Zelda games there are. My favorite is (add later). I love that game so much. I have so many fond memories of playing it when I was a child and talking about it with all of my friends at school instead of playing sports. I didn’t play sports in school because I love video games is what I mean. Especially The Legend of Zelda!! 😀 Continue reading Video Game Review – The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild