The Horse, the Unicorn and the Rabid Porcupine.

A sad #Brexit tale with no happy ending in sight

As another Friday comes around and Britain moves inexorably towards the cliff edge of exiting the European Union without any sort of coherent plan to speak of, I feel like indulging in another small rant. It keeps me sane(ish).

Because like this @VIZMedia reader I have become concerned that I perhaps haven’t mentioned recently how upset I am about the escalating #BrexitChaos

#Brexcrement has gained traction on Twitter and I must admit it’s the only term that comes close to conveying just what a disgusting mess we’ve made for ourselves, for no discernible (logical) reason or conceivable (realistic) gain.

Like this @VIZMedia reader I have become concerned that I perhaps haven’t mentioned recently how upset I am about this escalating #BrexitChaos

For two solid years we’ve been subjected to sheer fuck-witedness, Orwellian mind-fucks, and shameless lies so porky they’d get @David_Cameron (who, lest we forget, dumped us into this steaming pile to begin with) very excited.