Here's my nine-point plan ...
Medicine. What you need, when you need it. No muss, no fuss.
Acceptance. We're all a little different, so quit whinging about it and enjoy yourself. Life's too short.
No cars on Oxford Street.
Ice cream for everyone. Lots of it in all your favourite flavours.
Feed your mind. Everyone has to at read least one book a month. We don't care what it is, but you can't watch any telly unless you're reading first.
Electrocution for anyone stupid enough to stand still at the top or bottom of an escalator. That also goes for people on public transport playing their MP3s out loud on their tinny mobile phone speakers.
Sex. Go on, live it up and have as much as you like with whomever you like. As long as it's consensual and not with the kiddies, we're all for it. And we'll take care of the sex workers too. Well, all of them except Jodie Marsh.
Tea. Isn't everyone just a little happier with a nice restorative cuppa? Or perhaps something to smoke?
Open minded government. You talk, we'll listen. Unless you're standing at the top/bottom of an escalator or listening to your music too loudly on public transport. Or diddling Jodie Marsh. Zap.
How about a policy where the only thing allowed on Oxford Street (apart from me, obv) is ice cream. Big Blogger would effing love that policy.
Posted by: Big Blogger | Friday, 22 June 2007 at 16:00
Sex!
Cool. I'm in.
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