Remember the Birmingham pub bobbings,
and the 7/7 suicide bobbers.
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Sun 3 Aug 2008, 19:41,
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Any old twisted silly sod
could, at any minute, get hold of some depleted uranium from a disgruntled
Afghanistan veteran and throw together a dirty bob at a moment's notice.
I say: Get police officers to shine torches in every child's mouth, at random, forever.
Some might reply: "Hang on a sec - you're the Home Secretary! What the fuck are you doing pissing about on b3ta on a Sunday evening?"
They've got a point. Look, I'm just trying to avoid hearing about the Olympics.
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Sun 3 Aug 2008, 20:03,
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Afghanistan veteran and throw together a dirty bob at a moment's notice.
I say: Get police officers to shine torches in every child's mouth, at random, forever.
Some might reply: "Hang on a sec - you're the Home Secretary! What the fuck are you doing pissing about on b3ta on a Sunday evening?"
They've got a point. Look, I'm just trying to avoid hearing about the Olympics.