I stripped my main light jacket badge diaspora back last year, but the Monthly Badger is one of the two button badges that remained. I will demand my sixty seconds of conversation where so e'er we meet.

Without Judas, there's no Easter. All Jesus did was lounge around.

Meanwhile, the problem is still always the cis men. But don't bother telling these #GenderCritical Nazis that.

"We don't like the Trollocs. They're from Warrington!".

Would have to keep it quiet, mind you. If word got out that you had a cocaine-producing foot, you'd be imprisoned and farmed by bad bastards.

And then all these centrist clods will call LBC going "Oh dear. Oh bother. Still, at least it's the adults in the room now" while James O'Brien finds five new ways to not call Keir Starmer as massive a liar as Boris Johnson.

First become a doctor and discover a marvellous cure for something and then, when the medical profession really starts to take notice, you can jolly well tell them what to do and make sure they get everything right so there'll never be any diseases ever again.
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