So, yesterday was November 11. On Facebook I read noble status updates about Remembrance Day (the timing's a bit different here, so nothing doing on that front.
Meanwhile, in our office, the weakest premise for a cake that I can recall has been adopted. At 11:11, the call goes out:
Those things under CHE are meant to be maroni:
Che (due) maroni! - What (a pair of) chestnuts! - What (a pair of) balls! - What a pain in the arse!
Funny thing language...