Quote Originally Posted by Burney View Post
Yes. Mind you, I was reading about the Bloodhound lot in the Telegraph and they came up with this gem: 'Mr Ayer's interest in planes began as a child during the Blitz, when he would watch Spitfires and Hurricanes flying in the sky.'

I really despair. First of all, they mean the Battle of Britain and second, where else would they be flying? In his ****ing bath?
And apart from that, it's ugly. Ugly prose makes me sad.

I can't stop thinking about when The Grauniad finally folds and that little ***** Jones is on the dole. Hopefully all his whining about the plight of the poor will turn out to be true and the juvenile commie will starve to death.

Or drown in his own sh*t.

Or get caught up in a hideous psycho killer scanrio, where the bloke eviscerates his mother in front of his face and then chokes him to death on her steaming guts.

I don't like him much.