If you don’t,
Douglas goes into some fast food place that resembles the Golden Arches and
attempts to order breakfast at 10:31am.
They stopped
serving at 10:30am on the dot. Douglas is already having a bad day and is
incensed by this.
He then
basically goes on a huge city-wide shootout, fuelled by his own hangriness.
He may have
also recently been involved in a messy divorce and a custody battle and lost
his job, but that doesn’t matter.
The
important thing was, he couldn’t get the meal he wanted.
Cut to real life
where Doncaster’s largest bigot and professional foghorn, Jeremy Clarkson finds
himself in a similar situation.
He was in a
hotel and couldn’t get a steak. The kitchen was closed.
Yelling “DO
YOU KNOW WHO I AM?” at the poor hotel manager actually prompted him to go into
the kitchen and cook him one.
There was reportedly
a “fracas” with a producer and some kind of physical assault took place, a
punch having been thrown by a boozed-up Jezza.
The alleged
allegations that Clarkson allegedly punched the alleged punchee were worldwide
news.
The BBC
said: “While we have been happy to help perverted DJs fiddle with kids, spent
licence-payers money on taxis, booze and drugs and even allowed you to spout
smart casual racism with your prick mates, we cannot be seen to support you
bitch-slapping a subordinate in a hotel.”
He was
suspended. Doubtlessly on full pay and doubtlessly said full pay is at least
£20,000 a week.
That should
have been case closed.
But no. A
petition started by angry automobile enthusiasts demanded: “BRING BACK THE
CURLY-HAIRED BUGGER”. The petition attracted over eight times as many
signatures as one that is trying to stop female genital mutilation. Priorities,
people.
It seems
that taking Top Gear off the air is an “outrage”, a “human rights violation”
and makes Auntie Beeb “worse than Hitler”.
If they do
sack him, it’s only a matter of time before he turns up on ITV with his two sidekicks
– the diminutive death-defier and the floppy-haired public schoolboy – in a
show about cars called Maximum Revvage, or something equally tacky.
But in the
meantime why not stand outside BBC offices burning your TV licences and
shouting “NO SURRENDER”?
This country
is very clearly doomed.
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