So, anyway, the combover is going to be HUGE this year so I'm letting mine grow in and the llamas and other dangerous/bad animals have been removed from Neverland and some complete twunts think hornbag Daniel Craig shouldn't be the next James Bond (they obviously own a labrador with a day-glo jacket) and trust the Germans to come up a Top Trumps for adults (I prefer my old pack of tall ships cards) and I always suspected there was something pink about that waxed-asshole gardener from Desperate Housewives and now his gay face is all over the gossip blogs and maybe he should take a lead in this spin-off production and it's snowing outside but it won't settle so I won't need to wear tennis rackets on my feet and I got to work extra early today to make polite conversation with visiting Russians and lunch today will be government sandwiches and cheap orange juice at an event promoting the creative industries in Chile and I'm worried about the camel they removed from Neverland and I wonder if he would get along with Edward and Darren and whether his toes look like this.