Still hands down the best satire this country has ever produced (no chat), and since it’s 20 years old today here is a thread for you to post your favourite lines. From the Day Today too, since I’m feeling generous.
Impossible to take pleasure in satire atm tbh
Peter o’hanrahanrahan does 9/11
You’re wrong and you’re a grotesquely ugly freak.
Why can we no longer think of the words ‘British Isles’ without the word ‘paedoph’ in front of them?
one day, a stairwell nonce-bashing left him quadrospazzed on a life-glug.
Your tone is antagonistic and you’re making me very angry.
“Bouncing elephantiasis woman destroys central Portsmouth… And where now for man raised by puffins?”
WHERE IS YOUR SELF RE-COCKING-SPECT
you’re a shrub rocketeer
…what’s a coco shunter?
Who says AIDS guys can’t do tough stuff? This guy’s got AIDS and he’s about to beat me in an arm wrestling match.
For many, the answer to the crime problem could be summed up in one word: Bring back Borstal.
Cake is a made up drug. Its made of chemicals by…sick bastards.
satire is dead long live the real world
Look after your Shatner’s Bassoon!
It’s been revealed that the junior treasury minister Michael Portillo carries a sawn-off shotgun to constituency meetings, corners children in parks and chews their cheeks, and has frequent sexual intercourse with stray animals, claiming “As long as it’s got a backbone, I’ll do it”. That story we reported last week, and have since discovered it to be untrue.