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Fuck you in the arse and the eye
So come and beat me up, you ponce.
Seriously, though – fucking hell. No wonder I don’t use my name any more.
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Best quote, link, offensive slogan or other diversion to go in this box wins a prize. Not a very good one, mind.
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October 20th, 2006 at 4:36 pm
“Mr Jones, whose partner and three children were in the house, opened the door holding a knife”
You see, this is where Mr Jones behaved particularly stupidly. He opened the door. I would have phoned the police. And if I wanted a scrap, first I would have called up as many reinforcements as I could muster. But I wouldn’t have opened the door.
The police say that this shows how easily people using the internet can put two and two together. I would hope so, it is not a particularly hard calculation. Keeping a door between yourself and two armed men seems to be on an altogether different plane of reason.