Originally Posted by
Saracen
Yup, I can, it's ...... oh bother, no, not him. Erm .....
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... hang on, almost got it .....
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.... damn, not her either. How about .... nah, that's daft. .
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.... ooooh, how about ..... nope, he left.
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. Ummmm ..... how long have you got?
Now, Google, list of MPs ....
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. hold on, nearly there....
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.... damn, this is harder than I thought.
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..... what about wotsname, thingy .... no blast, retired. 30 years ago.
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Okay. I give up. You got me.
Generally, I have them in three categories ....
1) First up against the wall come the revolution.
2) Can I please kick him in the cods. Several times.
3) Just about bearable. In small doses. On TV .... with the sound muted.
Most of them leave me in a mood where I feel like strangling a Grizzly bear, with my bare hands. The rest make me want to emigrate .... to a different galaxy.