After having no-one to see for a week, leading to my slide into being an anxious shut-in, I have people go see and break the circle but I’m so damn exhausted all I want is to sleep.
I tell you, you people have no appreciation of culture.
….and so David Cameron, tired of being told to pull his finger out by the typo ridden reactionaries of Facebook, opened out his mighty wings and flew to Woolwich, where he personal impaled the two attackers on spikes up their bottoms.
“There”, he sighed into a nearby iPhone that was recording, “are you happy now?”
He then flapped his mighty wings, and took off to elsewhere, to continue his plight of ignoring the need for judicial consistency in order to satisfy the hyperbolic many.
