Once again into the Breach.
Hilary Briss > 25/09/2014, 18:34
So once again your erstwhile hero finds himself at the mercy of wind and tide.
Well not exactly, Briss is actually in the Upper Class Virgin at Heathrow. Now before you all dash headlong for your biro's and write to your MP's, Briss is not taters deep in an overpriced escort whose website is an affront to common sense and should be reported to the advertising standards council, no thank the lord, Briss is being looked after by the nice people employed by Cap'n Branson. Not actually a house guest of mr Branson this time, that is another story, Briss is enjoying the considerable comforts of the Virgin Atlantic Clubhouse.
And very nice it is too. Numerous bars, a swimming pool, a restaurant, a cinema, Briss might even get a hair cut !
So I hear you all mutter, what the fuck is Briss doing lording it up again, that cunt takes more holidays than ClittyBug has done bird, and well you may well ask, for this trip is quite a turn for Lord Briss. A spot of pesky work in Joburg, then Briss is taking to the Veldt !
Yes thats right cunts, while you are all sat dribbling at your computers, pants around your ankles, abused credit cards scattered about the floor, Briss will be hunting down the big five.
Obviously this is a different big five than you cock grasping dullards are used to. Briss will be watching Lion, Leopard, Rhino, Giraffe, and Buffalo, while you tribe of wankpots will have to make do with Jess, Beth, and some other birds.
So best of luck tonight my twat happy brethren, think of Briss when you are lucid (if), and have no fear, Briss will indeed be holding his own and drinking to The Empire.
Huzzah !