|Notice on door.|
|Because we are all one great nation ...|
|The Alexander BOTHERS|
|Lazy bitch. Get down the food bank and help out|
if you don't have a job.
|So... they might as well not bother publishing Chilcot.|
|What kind of inhuman society is responsible for this?|
|Ah, yes, the plague that is IDS.|
Just think, starving this kid will probably save £5,000.
As ye sew, so shall ye reap, you bastards.
|That's why all four nations must agree to withdraw|
before any action is taken.
|Just as well that I'm not in charge.|
They'd freeze before I gave them a cent.
|Easy. She doesn't matter, and being big shots does.|
|But you don't get Congressional Medals for feeding|
hungry kids, do you Mr Blair?
|Bunch of profiteering scum.|