Well, where I live you're lucky to get out of the front gate before a howling mob descends upon you, torches burning, screaming "There's awhite man! Get his job!".

So there.

And I'm unemployed.

Illegal immigrants don't usually rip you open an feast on your meaty insides.

Usually.

http://youtube.com/watch?v=Genl242_ZU8

Hilarious, nonsensical, it not only looks like a kickarse game but would make a superb Hollywood film. I think if I had ever thought of the President of the USA as driving a robot, screaming "HOW DO YOU LIKE ME NOW!?!?" as he throws a tank off a bridge, this would be how I would have envisioned it.

I'd like to believe it's satire, but I can't.

I've seen that and it's rather amusing. That'll teach those fucking lions.

Worther's Originals, Kiddy Fiddlers no.1 choice 1957-2007.

We'll add text to the back "Please do not pirate this T-shirt."

That'll teach those pirates.

http://www.flic...6956&size=o

"And the savage kicking afterward?"

"Just trying to roll him over, guv."

Best time for it, surely? And at the trial you can pretend you were trying to beat the flames out.

"You say the suspects face was on fire, madam..."

I think them learning to drive would take up even more time.

Nice one. Think I'll stay here in case of nuclear war, or some terrorists trying to ram my house with a car bomb.

Though, going on their track record lately, that'd be nothing to fear.

That Friday Feeling?

"I'm going to get drunk, tell the boss exactly what I think of my job, and headbutt the office peacemaker." - that sort of thing? Doing it once a week is enough for me.

Exhumation of members!

Now there's a story worthy of a front page!

My dictionary defines it as:

adage (noun) a slow bowel movement.

I wonder about that dictionary sometimes, I really do...

I thought it was cause they were small and perfectly formed. And often hidden from view.

Oh well.