McIdiots

You drive round all day, nose welded to the grindstone, hoping that come pay day Gordon Brown and his band of money grabbing knobs have left you enough of your own cash to get a few beers, and you pass the golden arches. Outside you see a banner advertising the heavenly Munchie McFlurry. "What the fuck" you yell, and pull up to the drive through window. "Munchie flurry, young man" you say to the spotty Slovakian who opens the window. "Eh?" he says, and calls for his mate to translate. "Munchie flurry" you repeat, pointing to the big poster in the window, literally inches from his puss filled visage. They both speak in their mother tongue, and money changes hands. At the next window tou pick up your ice creamy treat, and make off down the road, to find a secluded spot to enjoy. You find a suitable spot, reach for the pot, take a big mouthful, and find out they have given you a Crunchie McFlurry. McFuckwits!!!