Oh, do fück off, Herbs.
The cünt refused to join the EU26+Norway to put in a mass order for ventilators "because we're no longer part of the EU."
When they got shît for this, the Tories claimed it was because we were trying our own programmes. But the EU pointed out some of their countries are doing their own progs as well.
So we could have done our Dyson thing and the EU as well and got the best of both.
But BJ wanted to play Brexit with lives.
Well, fück him.
If there's too few ventilators, it won't be him that's denied one. It will be some pleb.
So fück him. I hope as soon as he recovers he gets struck by lightening and then gets trampled to death by an elephant sent by Lord Ganesha.
That's good, Herbs. I mean, we all know you're really a fluffy bunny. That's why you use the Scum avatars, like a pøof talking about all the bints he's shagged.
But he put Brexit propaganda above lives so he must be trampled to death by wellyphants.
Anyway, an M&S coquille St Jacques has just come out of the oven, I've a glass of Spesh and strong cider snakebite, I've just found you can download Yes, Minister for £8.50 a series on Youtube, and I've some valium to snort. If only my beloved wasn't trapped in India, eh? Peace and love.
'Seems that I was busy doing something close to nothing
But different than the day before'
'Met a dwarf that was no good, dressed like Little Red Riding Hood'
'Now you're unemployed, all non-void
Walkin' round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd'
'Seems that I was busy doing something close to nothing
But different than the day before'
'Met a dwarf that was no good, dressed like Little Red Riding Hood'
'Now you're unemployed, all non-void
Walkin' round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd'