The Regular Twats10 Feb 2009 09:53 am
By Nelson

I fucking love it when “Britain’s Ruined” posts anything. The name alone is enough to make me laugh. The addition of a juicy “methinks” is just the cheesy icing on the stinkcake.

“Is it last orders for the local pub?”

“The Palace of Westminister is a Royal Palace, one of our Queen’s home’s. Nobody is banned from smoking at home and you can let others smoke there too. Thats why they can smoke there, they are smoking in someone’s home!
Tio Terry, Epsom, United Kingdom”

But it’s not the home of the Lords or MPs, it’s their place of work and smoking is banned at work.

Most of the MPs have two homes as well, for which we pay their expenses!

Time to revolt methinks.
Britain’s Ruined, Reading

I’m in!

Wait… by “revolt”, you meant “Get fat and whine about shit” yeah?

21 Responses to “Wherefore Verily Whence Methinks Thusly”

  1. on 10 Feb 2009 at 10:14 am milliethinks

    Time to revolt? Sounds like he’s already revolting. Boom boom.

  2. on 10 Feb 2009 at 10:15 am milliethinks

    ooh i’m first hope i get loads of recommendations

  3. on 10 Feb 2009 at 10:27 am Felna

    I like the stream of consciousness thinking that’s gone on here:

    Queen can smoke in her home > MPs can’t because it’s their place of work > MPs have two homes > we pay for them > let’s revolt!

    Bet he was coming in his pants too by the end of that one.

  4. on 10 Feb 2009 at 10:44 am Scaryduck

    The trouble with these people is that they’re too busy moaning and not thinking [buzzword bingo alert] out of the box.

    What Britain’s Ruined really ought to do is to become an MP and get his nose in the expenses trough, whilst getting the word ‘methinks’ into Hansard. I most certainly would.

  5. on 10 Feb 2009 at 11:08 am Kelvin

    I’ve always assumed that when you see a HYSer post the word “methinks,” that’s their tacit confession that every other sentence of theirs should be assumed to end “mekneejerks.”

  6. on 10 Feb 2009 at 11:12 am Kelvin

    On the other hand, to be fair to him, if I lived in Reading and never left it I’d probably think the whole country was just as shit too.

  7. on 10 Feb 2009 at 11:15 am Roscoe

    Yeah, the revolution starts here, Britain’s Ruined has spoken. To your keyboards men. Comment. Send. Comment. Send. Comment. Send. We’ll have those lords on the run by lunchbreak.

  8. on 10 Feb 2009 at 11:39 am werka

    While anyone who writes ‘methinks’ (apart from Shakespeare…no, even Shakespeare) is a festering wanker, what’s even more annoying is when someone gets it wrong and writes ‘me thinks’ – they think they’re being all quirky, but in actual fact they sound like Ali fucking G.

    Feek, I hate people.

  9. on 10 Feb 2009 at 11:40 am Albert Muffpie

    What Britain’s Ruined really ought to do is to become an MP and get his nose in the expenses trough, whilst getting the word ‘methinks’ into Hansard. I most certainly would.

    “Methinks” is already in Hansard. At least 70 times, and usually in the context of protesting too much. There’s a lesson to be learned here, somewhere. If someone feels like telling me what it is (other than I’m a sad fucker who takes other people’s “humorous” comments far too literally), then do let me know.

  10. on 10 Feb 2009 at 12:35 pm God

    Most of the MPs have two homes as well, for which we pay their expenses!

    Time to revolt methinks.

    If the Revolution proposes to shoot all MPs, does that mean killing every Lord and Bishop as well? Somewhat radical, but let’s go with it, and see where it takes us.

    Now, if all Lords (743) and MPs (646) have at least 2 homes (and presumably the Revolutionary Tribunals will deport all families of the despised political class to Scottish gulags for re-education), that will mean that at least 2,778 properties will come onto the already depressed housing market – not only will the Daily Mailsheviks (HYS branch, affiliated) have caused house prices to fall further, but these vacant properties will no doubt to be free to be used as refuges for asylum seekers, paedophile half-way houses, junkie squatter dives, etc.

    Or maybe, just maybe, the Revolution hasn’t really thought it all through yet?

    Or is it just a cunning plan to source the future ‘Win your Dream Cottage’ prizes?

  11. on 10 Feb 2009 at 1:54 pm Funny Peculiar

    Britain’s Ruined, Reading

    Damn right it has! All these ‘English’ awards going to Indians and Bangladeshis and God knows who! Waterstones is floor to ceiling with Sunil this and Aravinda that. What’s wrong with Adrian Mole?

  12. on 10 Feb 2009 at 2:58 pm PB

    “What’s wrong with Adrian Mole?”

    Funny Peculiar, you git! I just spat coffee all over my monitor laughing at that.

  13. on 10 Feb 2009 at 5:41 pm Robespierre

    > If the Revolution proposes to shoot all MPs, does that mean killing every Lord and Bishop as well?

    I still maintain that “Strangle the last aristocrat with the guts of the last priest” is a fundamentally sound policy.

  14. on 10 Feb 2009 at 11:49 pm Diderot

    That was my idea, Robespierre. You thieving git.

  15. on 11 Feb 2009 at 10:14 am Marat

    Hang on, I thought it up in the bath.

    And why are we writing in English?

  16. on 11 Feb 2009 at 3:35 pm Jamie Kitson

    “Britain’s Ruined”, it’s funny because it’s ambiguous! Haha!

    Have you noticed how annoying the tab button on this form is if you have more than one of these reply forms open?

  17. on 11 Feb 2009 at 6:41 pm Archimedes

    Fuck off Marat – I’m the only bastard that thinks in the bath.

  18. on 12 Feb 2009 at 10:22 am Brown_Out

    Methinks “Britain’s Ruined” is a bit of a twat, methinks.

  19. on 12 Feb 2009 at 11:56 am rainbowmomerath

    The cars/drugs analogy intrigues me, but methinks I don’t give a shit enough to stretch my brain over it and read more of her comments for more insight

  20. on 12 Feb 2009 at 11:56 am rainbowmomerath

    Dammit, wrong post…

  21. on 19 Feb 2009 at 9:52 pm the magic monkey

    You seem to be wondering why “Britain’s Ruined” sees the country as a car-destroyed ring-road/wannabe-city, soaking up the soulless gloom of a mindless centre of garbage shopping in which nothing of merit exists, and you all ignore the fact that he comes from Reading. Nope, I’m baffled too.