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Poor Old Branson

Virgin have lost the West Coast Mainline franchise I see, which should free up some time for Branson to concentrate on providing an even shittier, slower and more intermittent than normal Virgin Media broadband service. In between a few balloon rides and the odd bit of space travel no doubt. If poor old Dicky Boy is at a loss as to what to do with all the surplus trains that he now finds he's got on his hands then maybe he'd like to run them up and down the lines at night carrying the sacks of letters of complaint addressed to him that are mounting up at the post office main sorting office? The hippy wanker. Apparently he was so upset at the news that he decided to go out and drown his sorrows last night. So he walks into the first pub he finds and says "hey barman, I'd like a pint of snake bite, three blue WKD's and a double whiskey chaser please." The barman says "I'm sorry sir, I'm afraid that can't serve you." Branson replies "why ever not? Do you think that I'm probably an irresponsible drinker that's going to drown my sorrows in the bottom of a glass" The barman says "No Sir, not at all, it's because you're a twat."

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