I got 'Haggi' (the singular of 'Haggis').

I got fries, whatever the eff they are.

Just from picking a colour, royal blue, more internet digital pikery.

And therein lies the ploblem with you bloody antipodeans, what you call chips, I call crisps.

Concur with your none of that poncy Mickey D crap, french fries, didnt the Yanks rename them Freedom Fries?

On a sesh one night with my brother, his dozy mrs asks do you want some chips, half way through a sesh and a bit Hank Marvin, I am thinking to myself, would love a chip butty or two, his dozy mrs appears with a plate of Pringles, .

In Brit Land I liked chips (soaked in vinegar), mushy peas and HP Sauce. Heck throw in a battered bit of cod for good measure. Traditional fish and chips is hard to beat.

They did it before me, my boys are not junk fooders. Get a bag of those Mama Noodles and try the same.

You see these obese little lugnuts running around and they live on junk food. 

I got cake

-just waiting for death
-has 5 podcasts
-lazy
-is trash
-never been inside a gym

 In this case the "chips" that <Bunny boiler> was referring to are the hot, deep fried strips of potato, usually associated with a Fish and Chip Shop.
The crisps you speak of are sometimes called crisps in Oz, as in Smiths Crisps.  

My Dad told me when I was young, that back in the "ol' country" when you bought a packet of Smiths at the pub there was a little packet of salt inside so you could salt them yourself or eat them without salt.