F

My favourite word, when I speak of the bastards who have done what they've done to us and plan for us, begins with F.

Can you guess what it is yet?

What's that? Friend?!

Friend, he says. I don't think so, my friend. Exactly the opposite.

What's that you say? Foe?

Foe, she says. It's in the same ball park love, but nowhere near suggestive as the word I'm thinking.

Come on now people. A word that begins with F, a word that we use though we know we shouldn't (which implies we all have doubts about that Babylonian religion that evolved in Christianity), a word we use if we hit our thumbs with a hammer, or find out our daughter is about to have a child from one of the Rothschilds.

F.

F.

Anybody?

Anybody brave enough to say it.

We all know it.

We all use it.

C'mon now.

It's not friend, or foe, that's established.

Foreigner! Who said that? Foreigner?

Again, not quite right, but you're on the right track, mate, coz these peoples don't care about nationality, only how to destroy it.

F.

F.

C'mon now peoples.

OK, I'll give you a clue. If someone ripped you off as a nation for over £10 trillion so that you and your children and grandchildren would be paying off the national debt for decades, what word beginning with F would you use?

FUCKERS!!!

Fazakerley! At Long last! Hallelujah!

Cheesuz, you lot are hard work.