When your dad comes home from a long day of work at Bosch on a Saturday and had a couple beers and wants some of that nice tight hairy asshole that you've been hiding in your pants.
"Oi, you call these 'chips' instead of crispity crunchy munchie cracker jack snacker nibbler snap crack and pop westpool chestershire shire queen's lovely jubbly delights? That's a rather bit cringe innit bruv."