So, here we are then. Another one of life’s harmless little pleasures outlawed by Brown’s nanny state. What will they ban next? You’d think the police would have better things to do than apprehending a bloke simply for enjoying himself and hurting nobody in the process.
In the end, they’ll get all of us. Can’t smoke, can’t shout abuse at black people, can’t chastise the kids. And now my one weeknight pleasure can see you banged up by the old bill.
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