My worst ever Chinese takeaway was bought in Manchester after a game we played at tje Rags gaff as a lad. Euro replay after one of their cunts pretended he was hit by a bottle. Utter crap, I threw the bottle and it was nowhere near him.
So anyway, we were driving hack up the road and pulled into a place. I ordered sweet and sour chicken with rice. Took it back to car, opened it and it was green lumpy and vile.
I thought they had given me the wrong thing, so went back with it. The people didnt really do half pissed, fucked off Glasgow accent. So It took a bit of time to get across there was no way I was paying for pond scum over rice.
They told me it was sweet and sour and I told them never to move to Glasgow. Luckily we all saw the funny side and I left with two portions of chips.
To be fair and honest, the chips were shite too, but I couldn't face another standoff so just ate them whilst calling the people the worst fucking takeaway in the known universe.
Oh Manchester, so much to answer for.