Dear Carol Lunn,
Your threat to “remove your comments to another site” has not gone unnoticed here at the BBC. We at the BBC read your comments with great enthusiasm, without them the BBC would collapse into financial ruin. We love your original and insightful phrase about plitical madness! Wow! What a side splitter, and it certainly has gone mad.
We will do our best to resolve the issue, please don’t leave.
Sincerely,
Mark Thomson

Ok Mark, because you grovelled so nicely, I give you one more chance to not fuck-up. As you can see I’ve been talking the same old bollox for you all again, e.g:

“The French walking off the field of battle (note the clever irony there) will achieve nothing. This gathering should be behind closed doors, (locked from the outside). They should not be allowed to leave until they have solved the problem, and should be fed on the diet given to those in a refugee camp. If no agreement is reached, their homes & assets should be seized, so they can feel what it’s like. Then new elections in all 20 countries & see if the next lot get it right!”

How do you like them bananas? As long as you continue to worship my wisdom I will deign to grace HYS and will not – at this time – remove my comments to a different site … I haven’t found one yet
I am, of course, mentally ill & get a quiver of excitement every time I can express myself to the ignorant plebs. I also love banana & sugar sandwiches for my late supper on 27.3% of the days in every month that is longer than 4 weeks or 28 days (whichever is the shorter) and will therefore continue to spout my shite on HYS for fukin ages.

Yours etc.

Carol Lunn (Mr)

Does anyone else hate the smell, texture, taste and very thought of egg mayonnaise as much as I do?

No.

And leave off the bananas. They’re the good guys, right. You should be ganging up on the grapefruits. They’re the bastards.

Growing up, my best friend and her brother used to try and outdo each other with gross sarnie combinations. Hence: potted meat and icing sugar, tuna and banana and grossest of all, potted shrimp and golden syrup. I shit you not. Would they make it into ‘Awful Sandwich Wednesday’?

Incidentally, I once saw a sign outside a snack bar offering ‘sandwhitche’s’. It was professionally sign-written. I wept openly in the street.

http://milliondare.com/2008/05/05/1998-2008-inflation-bread-gasoline-orange-juice-and-bananas/

Expensive juice.