CassetteBoy rapidly becomming a favourite, this one not so well cut as the “bloody apprentice” but it’s having a go at Gordon Brown so that’s ok.
Catch it, Bin it, KILL IT!
British Prime-Minister Gordon Brown’s advice to tackle Swine Flu: “Catch it, Bin it, Kill it”…then wash your hands.
So presumably we should go out and catch a wild Pig (catch it), then hump it up onto our shoulders and sling it in our wheelie bins (bin it), then kill it! … only without knives or guns ’cause we can’t have them; so I’ll have to make do with a hammer – or a sock with a snooker ball in.
Oh and then we need to wash our hands.
Well if that’s what it takes, I’m prepared to give it a go, I’m just glad it’s not Horse Flu.
Heard my first Swine Flu joke the other day; something about phoning the national help-line – only not being able to get through – ’cause there was “Crackling on the line”: get it? Pork Crackling?
We’re doomed!
Anyway, here’s what Some Grey Bloke (that’s some grey bloke – not some gay bloke) has to say on the subject:
Dateline: London.
By our Royal Correspondent, Dave Forelock-Tug.
The 18th Century yesterday
Desperate times call for desperate measures, and these are certainly desperate times.
With the country in the grip of the worst recession for 40 years, household names going to the wall and record numbers of house possessions and redundancies, we certainly need the government to pull that elusive rabbit out of the hat.
Against a background of inner city knife crime, get rich quick fat-cat bankers and declining moral and educational standards we need them to come up with the golden bullet, the panacea which would cure all our ills; and, following today’s unexpected and groundbreaking announcement, many believe that they may have actually managed to do it.