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Watching the news on the Tellybox thing last night, they rounded off this story with "we won't know that until the police have launched a full investigation into the matter" comment from a serious looking reporter. Which made me wonder do they ever say "the police are only doing a partial investigation into this one, to save costs and as they already know who's guilty anyway as some gyppo's live just around the corner from here." Which also reminds me of the BT advert. "And for that, you get our most reliable broadband service ever." Which suggests it should be followed by "unlike those other poor twats who've already signed up. Mugs. We can palm them off with any old shite." And why is it three quid to sponsor anyone, anywhere to do anything? She's all alone in the mountains, hunted for her fur, but 3 quid will buy a snow leopard a detached house and an Instamatic camera which she can use to send you some pics of her and her cubs, Dwayne and Tonya." And I'm not surprised there's no water in some of these places the way they keep wasting it. As soon as they get a three quid standpipe they leave it on all day for the kids to play in. As Ricky Gervais famously once said, it little Moli has to walk 10 miles a day to get water, then why don't her and her family simply move closer to where the water is? Or use their three quid to buy an Oyster Card?

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