Monday, 19 January 2009
GB: "Errrr, my name's Gordon and I'm a compulsive gambler. I just can't help myself, I just keep pissing money away on duff bets and lame horses. It's not my fault, you understand, it's all the fault of other people in America. I have made very poor bets on Education, Foreign Wars, the National Health Service, Prisons, Transport, and the Economy. I'm also a very poor judge of character, I just keep betting on the wrong people. That Ed Balls-Up for example, I now see that he is a complete tit. And I'd have bet you good money that Mandy and I would never have kissed and made up, and now look at us!"
Counsellor: "So, are you here to try and get some help?"
GB: "What the fuck for? I'm here to steal some more of your money! There's a lovely little filly called RBS running in the 3.30 at Haydock, great odds, it's a fucking certainty. I'm going to bet your house on it!"
Posted by Hacked Off at 13:21