Haring the dangly antlers and the hangman's banister, you sarded declins.

Get bent on the harbor master's hairdryer, and sack leatroom with a rude ballad about

tits in your heart.

Don't stop until your swords are drunk with the blood of your countrymen.

That was a sharp poem, submitted by Charlie Simpson from Busted and later fights our fame.

He sent that one via carrier pigeon from the highest peak in Dartmore, where he s

hauled up with an antique rifle and a ten months supply of Tesco value baked beans.

Because he s very very worried about a no-day Brexit, and he has said that he intends to

shoot first and ask questions later.

And he s also got a pocket full of barley that is going to grind down with his teeth and

make his own sourdough bread used from his eyebrows, which he intends to sell by a lake.

And he would be exchanging them for electrical products, because Charlie is operating under

a thesis that in a no-deal Brexit there would be no electricity.

So he wants to have a monopoly on electrical products such as toasters or blenders, and

what he will do is wear several nylon jumpers and move around very briskly and generate

an electrical current that will come out through his teeth, and then he will be able to charge

toasters and razors with his teeth using a self-generated electrical current.

So best of luck with that Charlie Simpson from Busted and later fights their fame.

I hope that works out for you sir.

So welcome to the blind by podcast, how you getting down?

I hope you are well.

I hope you are well.

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