The country after March 2019:
"Bloody hell that car repair job' s a bit steep isn't it?" "Brexit pal"
Fuckin 'ell, how much to clean me winnders? Brexit Pal.
Ang on, my house insurance is double what it was last year. Brexit Pal, you get the drift.
"Brexit Pal" will be the excuse for everything. The slurpers, spivs, con men, hedge fund managers and pound shorters, are going to have a field day taking the piss wherever and whenever it suits them.
That's what this god forsaken country is best and has always been best at: ripping its citizens off left right and centre, especially the most vulnerable, and Brexiteers have given them carte blanche to do people over without let or hindrance. Ah, you see its Brexit.
Thanks a fooking lot.
You have the right to vote for what you want, but you have NO right; NO fecking right to drag the rest of us down with you.
Somebody’s telling me the latest scandals.
Somebody’s stepping on my plastic sandals. Joe Jackson (1979)