A certain Television Twat (inverted commas) "Comedian" who happens to originate from a northern part of England - formerly known as Scotland, appears to have a grudge against his Lords and Masters.
Not known for racism, this funny guy got The Beano when The Dandy went online and scooped £50 000 from a Judge who decided comics shouldn't be funny thus leaving those at The Mirror "newspaper" without a Christmas party this year.
The Total and Utter Bastard, not content with upsetting journalists who are capable of constructing sentences with no more than three words, who generally live in Essex, then decided to devote his money to a worthy cause...
"Mo" (Not his real name), has been wearing the same pair of orange dungarees for eleven years - complains of lack of pockets and a moral compass, and has been locked up surrounded by big butch men from the army on a naval base, while the navy sail their ships by night and is hoping to be on a plane by Christmas.
The suspected terrorist, who originates from Saudi, once stayed at a bed and breakfast in good old blighty during a rather inconvenient bomb scare mid flight, and was so traumatised by the experience explained to me that he wants to sue Mrs Miggins, the owner of "Cozy Feet B&B" and well and truly shaft her.
Not content with that, he'd like a 1 million pound council house in Fulham for his family whilst he dreams of frequently flying back to his tent in the desert if his shoes or muddy undergarments don't explode, and sending all the bloody foreigners home after a lengthy legal case paid for by English taxpayers.
Assuming of course that any English Tourist would want to visit his hovel, and that he's changed his dungarees for something more in keeping with the Fashionistas Sisters.
