To feckin aunties with cat's-arse expressions permanently fixed on their gobs. To bastard mealy-mouthed god botherers. To people whingeing about the trip they had... DON'T CALL ME RUDE WHEN I WALK AWAY, BECAUSE YOU STARTED MOANING ABOUT YOURSELF! IT'S NOT ABOUT YOU! IT'S ABOUT THE WAR-HERO IN THE COFFIN, YOU DENSE CUNTS! Rant over... This post was brought to you with the aid of several glasses raised in memory of my SOG.