Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.
I hereby express my deepest condolences to the three stooges. One pageant contestant who looks like Donald Duck and doesn't know whether describing a dream date means describing a real life person or an imaginary blow up doll. One journalist who thinks his england is oh-so-powderful but looked like a stiff cock (complete with that dick head) on stage during an international event held in our sunny island a while back. One paedophile, who despite his religion, probably wanks looking at the portrait of the Virgin Mary behind everybody's back.
Erm, Amen?
