As Uncle Vonnegut might say. The rain continues to pound down on Blighty like a biblical disaster, or at least that's how some would see it. I would however like to point out it's February, we're in Britain, it rains. Get over it.
Luckily, we have heard no more nonsense from the UKIP twit who opined the weather could be blamed on God's judgement on those lucky few enjoying gay marriage for the first time, y' know, ever. Good job it's never rained before now eh? Hold on a moment...it has! Who gets the blame for that then ?
Behold, a list of possible suspects.
The Hittites - golden calf botherers
The Hugenots - Spinning Jenny botherers
The French - blighty coastline botherers
The Germans - overhead botherers
The Eastern Europeans - vegetable picking botherers
All of whom as an excuse for bad weather are as nonsensical as saying the a heatwave is the responsibility of Martha Reeve and Vandellas getting too cosy with a salamader. Twaddle.
UKIP - Utterly Knackers Inspired by Panophobia (aka melacholia marked by groundless fears).
I thank you.
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Behold, a list of possible suspects.
The Hittites - golden calf botherers
The Hugenots - Spinning Jenny botherers
The French - blighty coastline botherers
The Germans - overhead botherers
The Eastern Europeans - vegetable picking botherers
All of whom as an excuse for bad weather are as nonsensical as saying the a heatwave is the responsibility of Martha Reeve and Vandellas getting too cosy with a salamader. Twaddle.
UKIP - Utterly Knackers Inspired by Panophobia (aka melacholia marked by groundless fears).
I thank you.
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