What the bloody hell? Have you all seen this? Who the hell is that? It sure isn't Brian, that's for damn sure. 1.) Brian would call me the moment he got back. 2.) Brian is not a bloody press loving, attention mongering glory hound. 3.) Brian is taller than that.
I swear to all that is holy. Wisdom, Alistair... If you two knew about this in advance and didn't bloody well tell me I'm kicking you both in the bollocks hard and, while you're down, erasing every happy memory you possess.
You can't just sodding stick some wanker in a suit and call him Captain Britain. He's chosen, it's not a lottery.
Sod it. I'm done. I work for the biggest wankers in the history of the world. No one's going to fall for that. Brian doesn't like the attention. He does what needs to be done and moves on. They're large shoes to fill, and some random idiot the wankers in charge picked is NOT going to do the job.
I can't deal with this right now. You lot don't want to talk to me right now.
Brian's coming back you sodding morons, who obviously have the combined IQ of 10.