I saw this, and despaired, then remembered it was April Fools Day in the UK already. But I already expect that the brain dead media tyrants, who are too coked out to fall over, are wrenching their tiny lizard brains to come up with a way to make us fall-to and go back to worshiping Britney.
I’m not in the mood for April Fools this year. I’ve got deadlines at work, and I’m walking around hunch shouldered, bracing for the next report of an attrocity in Israel or Palestine.
