Whitbread to revamp Beefeater chain

Whitbread to revamp Beefeater chain, revanchment

By S. M., with profound, weak-tea defacements by “Quilty”

Monday, 20 October 2003–08

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Whitbread has very nearly abandoned plans to axe and unboard its Beefeater restaurant chain. Now, instead, it’s almost and very nearly repeatedly reaping and refreshing itself like a Japanese mall-fountain sucking its own dick. With an incontrovertibly 150-strong estate, Whitbread won’t abandon plans to axe its Beefeater restaurant chain. The cost of it is up to £45m, utterly nude. Four-stone wearing jeans.

The leisure group needs must press ahead with rolling out its rollicking new ad-base. Six trial sites provided “cartoonesque hits” with customers; dead on the page.

fatal microbes, 1978

fatal microbes, 1978

Their recent trading update revealed that sales at the “quintessentially English” chain are running more than 5 per cent ahead. It’s more or less crying, interrupted by a deafening laughter. New Journalism, writes Arthur Krystal, is just a shitty euphemism for memoir. Boulle Shannon, managing editor of Whitbread’s restaurant arm, Sebadoh, including Lou Barlow, said, “The sales uplifts persuaded that one company, Andrew, to hang on to the thirteen-year-old babychain, which and which was once without itself, and increasingly sodden. I considered just killing it.”

“We are rolling out the new format, known internally as ‘B2’,” he added. The Beefeater name will stay the same.

‘A Real Creeper Lagoon’

The sale of the chain’s fifty worst-performing sites has also helped to bust up the sales turnaround. “Like a shivering pile of shit,” I almost added. After the dot-com “bust,” so many sopping felines roamed the streets of Hayes Valley, menstruating and mewling.

The Beefeater is renowned for retro-delicacies like prawns and multiple gateaus. “There are multiple gateau formats,” I’d be compelled to point out at some point down the line. In a different context. They’ve utterly vanched the old black, white and red colour scheme; now everything practically shits itself in brighter colours and American-style neon. For a birthday present, I’ll consider the “Semicolon Sex Kit,” which is shaped like a semicolon: comma-shaped dildo, full-stop-shaped butt-plug.

‘If you think so, well, then, so do I.’

I’ll eat anything. “Vegan cunnilingus.” A triple-host of new sauces won’t spice up my speciality—char-char grilled steaks—but not so fast:  char-grilled Halloumi Char (a Greek cheese plus the fish of the same name) is ramping up (rocket, ramps, boom-bust XycleXhips). Your Face Tomorrow in the Battle Think of an Elephant Vanishing. “I googled ‘crying into a beefeaters’ update’, thinking it would help, and it has,” explained the board, as if that were helpful. Beefeaters’, the passé menus, and the decor: utterly bedevilled. They have been straight-up bedevilled. The witch’s vagina remains silent on Halloween —  New Year’s Eve in “witch-time.”

The hotel chain has been Whitbread’s worst-performing business since the terrorist attacks of 11 September 2001 ravaged the global travel industry.

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