Oh, those scary sons of Glyndwr! Burnt a few holiday homes in the 1980s! Hilarious, considering Glyndwr himself was the grandfather of that arch separatist Henry Tudor, who fathered that other English hating monarch, Henry VIII!
Mind you, it is probably fair to say that if my regional devolved government had such a shit record on health care provision that the rich citizens were leaving in droves just in order to be able to get cancer care over the border in England, and then was insisting despite a huge majority wishing to leave the European Union, we really ought to stay, I'd be thinking about independence too. Independence from my own fucking country!
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Fist is a four letter word. So is fist, fist, fist, fist, fist, fist fist, fist, fist, fist, fist, and, well you get the fist-fucking picture....
THE WESTCOUNTRY SHALL RISE AGAIN!
Yay! It's pink!
Don't think.... FEEL!
We're Englishmen, and we came here, to rape your women and drink your beer.
I went back in time and voted for Hitler.
Pouring oil on troubled waters since 2008. Then lighting a fucking match.
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