What the hell is going on here.

I am memorising these countries for Pointless answers.

I'm enjoying the alt descriptions!

£22 for some beans! Might do it for £2.

I really want to send them an email saying: You, sir, have lost a potential customer. No longer will I consider paying £22 for a gratin of white beans, artichokes, leeks and taleggio, or £12 for some cheese and crackers (Charolait and Harbourne Blue, quince and rye crackers).

Although we obviously didn't use that initialism in the 80s.

The building manager has offered to show them the boiler, but nope they don't want to because it doesn’t exist. Kafka would reject this as being too ridiculous.

A literal fist fight.