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Sadly, this dairy is no longer being updated due to the untimely demise of the author, Marc Kingston. Marc suffered a most regretable mishap in late October 2004 whilst out rambling late at night in an isolated wood with a lady friend. His nude body was discovered by a man walking his pet Gerbil several days later with two electrodes attached to his groin, a large banana inserted into his rectum and a mango stuffed into his mouth. The subsequent inquest returned a verdict of death by Miss Adventure. Sadly, Miss Adventure has since vanished without trace. Mr Kingston left behind a wife, six children (two of whom were legitimate), a mistress and six packets of chocolate Hob Nobs. If any plucky writers are brave enough to wish to revive this diary please contact us by clicking the 'Comments' button at the end of this article. We promise we will NOT forward your names to MI6. Well, unless you forget to include a cheque with your application. |
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Tony Blair's Private Diary |
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MONDAY
29 MARCH 2004 When I got to the Friedrich Strasse I gave that German totty a taste
of British sausage she is unlikely to forget. Then it was back to Chequers
for a teleconference with Gdubya. George was livid. It took all my charm
to stop him sending a hit squad to waste Hans Blix. Apparently the Swedish
turnip head has been shooting his mouth off again about our failure
to find Saddam's weapons of mass destruction. "Mr Brush couldn't
find his own arse with both hands if you drew him a map and gave him
a magnifying glass, the dumb knobhead. Suck my balls and kiss my arse,
now they are both up shit creek without a paddle and I'm going to enjoy
watching them squirm their way out, the arrogant wankers!" |
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