>win this guy's "come cook with me contest"

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>win this guy's "come cook with me contest"
>oh sorry dude I'm American but I'll totally fly on my own dime over to your neck of the woods, I'd love to cook with you
>I've always really wanted to make caramel
>"oh well, roight m8, that's a nice easy one, we'll have it banged up in one chuff of a tuppence"
>He starts stirring the caramel and chomping on all the scenery around him
>get him good and distracted
>go to the tiny upstairs of his yurotrash hovel
>Why hello Mrs. Barry
>"Oi love I didant see you thar, how's barry?"
>Barry's busy, he told me to take care of something
>unzip
>"wot wot, I've never seen such a hench soldier, look at 'im standing at attention wot"
>Downstairs Barry too focused on not burning the caramel to hear the rhythmic choking sounds of my peasant colonist cock spreading his wife's throat
>her tits start leaking through her shirt
>"oi chunda i went and popped a springy"
>sit her atop my American rod and suckle all of the life-giving nectar from her ample bosom
>hear barry downstairs beginning to rattle off all of his social media shit, I've got time
>give her a savage dicking and fill her womb with homegrown American seed
>9 months later
>"Hullo theer folks, Barry 'ere, and we got a roight new baby, say hi to the shine-box lil one, Mrs. Barry was intent we call this little chunderin daisy Anon, weren't you Mrs. Barry"
>she gives the camera this look