Tonight I'm bogged off by several items.
Firstly there's that advert on the telly sponsored by the Anti-Smoking Hitler Youth. The one with all those kids breathing out smoke accompanied by the words, "If you smoke then I smoke too." That's not on! Have you seen the price of fags these days? The little bastards can buy their own! It costs me an arm, a leg and one lung in taxes to give those little twats a pointless education as it is, just so they can leave school and embark on a life of mindless crime and shit, manufactured pop music. If they want to smoke they can get themselves a job or dowse themselves with petrol or something.
Secondly, what gives with all this crap about the government having to build loads more runways in Britain? The thought of John Prescott pushing a wheelbarrow of tarmac across an airfield with his arsecrack on display is bad enough...but I was under the impression that nobody flew anywhere any more. For the last two years, since that twin eyesore in New York was demolished, the news programmes have constantly been harping on about airlines going bankrupt. So how come suddenly there aren't enough runways to support the traffic? Is this just the government diverting our attention away from something more important? Such as the rising body count in Iraq.
Speaking of which...thirdly...the Americans now want to try a head of state for murdering half a million innocent Iraqis...presumably because they can't try him for harbouring weapons of mass destruction. Well, I'm all for it! Let's publicly execute Bush seeing as he's killed fifty-odd thousand innocent Iraqis on a false premise himself. Well...I say fifty-odd thousand...that was the last estimate and it's currently rising. We don't keep track of how many Iraqis are now dead...only American and British occupying forces have any relevance in the real world.
And finally...I've got the stinking flu again for Christmas! Every bastard year without fail! I've got snot coming out of every orifice including the letterbox on the front door, and then some. I'm virtually deaf on one side of my head and I ache in places that I didn't know existed this time last week. I blame it all on those dirty, little, cigarette stealing bastards in Iceland who can't be arsed covering their fucking mouths when they cough and sneeze and don't seem to understand the meaning of the words, "Get away from me you snotty faced little shit!"
