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The chronicles of Ruin, continued. Call me Ishmael said....intelligence is knowing what to do when you don't know what to do. Anonymous said... When I don't know what to do,I come here. 10 September 2009 22:59
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Desperate attempt to save the monarchy. Raises the question of who knew what, when? I'm assuming more serious stuff is about to fall on Mandy?
Best thing Brian can do is resign now - he's tainted by association and by his own nonce-adjacency to Saville and to Bishop Peter Balls.
William has always demonstrated his contempt of his dodgy uncle, so may have sufficiently distanced himself to ride this storm.
Andrew and Mandy's sharing of financial information with Epstein to his profit should result in charges, and, as Starmer said, no-one is above the law.
yes, as i was just about to comment upon your previous blog-post...
never mind the holyrood-embezzlers, mrs ishmael, the thames valley peelers have this morning arrested a man in his sixties, in norfolk: the constantly vigilant constabulary have not revealed the identity of the chap in question, however there are unconfirmed reports that, due to a complete bastard of a custody-sergeant denying him access to his teddy-bears, the maltreated detainee has lodged a complaint of police-brutality.
Not just access, mr ultrapox - let us not forget there is a seating-plan hierarchy for his inert furry friends. Any breach of protocol results in a terrible tantrum, apparenty, and god knows what else.
i know, i know, mr verge, but please...i just can't bear to imagine poor plod carefully arranging the teddies, in strictly prescribed order, on andrew mountbangteen-whinger's promat-force mat - whilst sneeringly enquiring of the ultra-snooty suspect, "is that to your satisfaction, your ex-royal commonness, sir?"
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