I don't know what the fuck I was thinking.
I bring you to my house as a friend in my kitchen.
You offered to make the tea.
Naturally I said yes. You're my guest.
So I take the offer gratefully.
But then what I see makes my heart burst.
You've only gone and put the fucking milk in first.
NO! You must be out of your mind!
Looks like you went and poured in about half a pint.
Now don't forget the boiling water, my tea's already luke warm.
Man where the fuck were you born.
Nah, you destroyed a thing that was sacred.
Pour it down the sink let me show you how to make it.
Teabag in first. Pour the water on top.
(Shut up man I will tell you when to stop)
Then you need to know how much milk is required.
Making assumptions on how I like it.
Woah Woah Woah What you doing.
Don't let the teabag sit there brewing.
You gotta stir straight away don't stop.
Or you a green skunk on the top.
(I hate that stuff)
Now you put my sugar in... What d'you leave it for?
Didn't even stir it in you're unbelievable
What d'you think it would disintergrate itself?
bruv you need to go see a shrink and get some help.
You chose the wrong person to mess with.
Now go get me a Mother Fucking Digestive.
Stay the hell away from my cup bitch
don't even meddle with my kettle don't touch it.
No go sit down, go watch telly
and bring me back my teaspoon bruv you're not ready.