Hope this one hasn't been discussed yet, but I can't be arsed to wade through all the entries since I was last here.
Anyway, to topic, what is it about the fecking nannying ''something must be done brigade'' that attempts to guide our every waking minute and most pleasurable pastimes of late?...Huh?
''Do you wish to imbibe in the social iniquities of the public house madam''?
''Yes, I bloody well do and I will have a magnum of your finest champagne barman''!
Well, may I draw your eyesight to the newly placed warning label informing you of how much you can be permitted to drink before drowning your liver and masticating your pancreas to death''?
'' No, you fecking well cannot, now give me the bloody bottle''!
I am sick to death of reading warning signs and labels on just about everything now...
Fags.
Booze
Condoms
Butter...this product contains fat!...oh really, well whoop de fecking do. I never realised that
Are warning signs turning us all into idiots? I find myself looking for a warning label all the time now, even when I pick up a can of beans!....warning...this product can make you fart!
Warning....you may only drink 4 glasses of Champers
Warning....this fag can make your lungs turn black
Warning....sex can make you go blind!
I'm sure this government wishes us to have a totally miserable existence
Why must we all be treated like some dribbling lobotomised retard? It's none of their fecking business what I do.
I love my vices thank you very much.
Hmmm...anyone into flagellation?....
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/opinion/main.jhtml?xml=/opinion/2007/06/07/do0701.xml