You hear right, tilers. I can hear his shouts of indignation this very moment: "Bloody loony lefties! They're all the same. They don't know anything about anything, they don't do anything about anything. They're all ignorant. I know everything. Why doesn't everybody listen to me? I'm not a looney leftie. Loonie lefties should be hanged en mass.... blah, blah, blah.... don't interrupt, please let me finish... blah, blah. I'm the wise one here... they never invite me to speak... it's always just the loonie lefties... they're everywhere . I caught one under my bed this morning..."
And I can hear your shouts from the floor: "here, here?" And there's someone beside you asking, "where, where?"
Sunday morning! I'm damned near always like this! lol
