Kiss My Free-Speakin' Arse...

...if anyone reads this post and subsequently feels like killing/injuring/damaging/burning someone (ie. me) or something, that is.

I see many excitable members of the Religion of the Perpetually Pissed Off Peace have taken to burning the effigy of our glorious Head of State in response to Salman Rushdie's recent knighthood. What can I say - I am outraged! I am appalled! Actually, as a ("direct-elect") republican, I couldn't give a crap! Still, I need only the slightest of pretexts to tell these simian arseholes (and their like-minded cousins, boosters and assorted enablers) to eat this:



Yeah, it's kinda juvenile. And no, no one's learnt anything from the above. But it made me smile. And it'll make all the people I love to see pissed off really fucking pissed off, if they get around to watching it. And that's good enough for me.

(Lifted from Gates of Vienna)