I know I'm p*ssed but...
In 1919, the great poet and mystic WB Yeats wrote these memorable lines:
'You can't get quicker than a Kwik-Fit fitter.'
Aw bollocks, I've copied n' pasted my job app. Anywayz, it stands to reason that Yeats used his crystal balls to foresee the return of King Kev...no, Pope Rafa...no wait - King Kenny. Anywayz, after doin' some more magic stuff, Yeats wrote:
'Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world'
Which is a bit like us lot under those Yankee basts. So remember, fellow Reds: 'ang on - the Provy woman's at the door...