Pick your flavour. For better or worse, for richer or poorer, for a quick way to a heart attack choose thy flavour.
I nicked, I mean borrowed the below text from a webpage called bubblegun.
Generally speaking, being British (and, more specifically, English) is rubbish. Fact is, everyone hates us. Not a great surprise give that, at one time or another, the British Empire has pissed in the dinner of every nation on the planet, be it America, Australia, India, Africa, Irelandâ€¦ well, we could go on, but bottom line is; weâ€™re the most hated race on Earth. With the exception of our shining ambassadors of British culture such as Geri Halliwell, Mr Bean and Benny Hill, there can be few foreigners who wouldnâ€™t consider the world a better place without us. But, frankly, the jokeâ€™s on them. Britain has something that theyâ€™ll never have. Something that sets us apart from Johnny Foreigner. Itâ€™s something that heâ€™ll never understand, nor get his hands on: the potato crisp.