Monday, 13 February 2023

Woke Joke Push Zero Carbon Agenda

In today's 'Let's Kick Some Batshit Bonkers Woke Ass' nutty news roundup we bring our readers the latest and greatest hot gossip topic: ‘Corporatocracy Sleaze' – a timely scandalous exposé of the 'Zero Carbon Equals Mega Profits agenda' from Anarchy Central’s 24/7 Truth & Rumour Mill – publishing, as always, 'ring of the anvil' dispatches hand-forged, crafted and tempered into razor-edged bespoke satire and parody to sate the palates of all budding anti-authoritarian non-conformists, proto-nihilists and those eclectic career radical, pro-justice, anarchist revolutionaries who carry the immortal genetic Rh-Neg recusant bloodline of the rebel sons of Belial - and harbour zero respect or empathy for the privilege-abusing arrogant authoritarian 0:01% predatory paedo' elitist Masonic-Satanist oligarchy – aka the Deep State Sabbatean death cult Corporatocracy - cursed by their exaggerated sense of entitlement and greed – who, imprudently, have deluded themselves into believing they rule this world, and all upon its once-pristine mantle.

Hark the psycho-babble of the Wokester cult, engaged in this muttering murmuration with their flawed science greenhouse gas / anthropogenic climate change alarmist sect zealot pals – (previously misnomered by the Al Bore Congregation as a now-redundant ‘global warming’ crisis) – in the act of creating virtual religions for themselves – all to manipulate the base line scripts of socio-political theatre regarding carbon footprints with ‘psycho-babble’ – in an attempt to raise themselves to the upper echelons of the virtue chain, and thus exercise, and impose, their self-assumed ‘righteous dominion’ over the common herd – and encumber a gullible – and hapless - common herd with eyesore solar panel arrays and wind turbines that ‘do not’ do what it says on the packet.

The Church of Woke, along with their Temple of Latter Day Doomster ‘first cousins’ - (Extinction Rebellion / Just Stop Oil etc et al) - are wielding a brazen and unqualified - yet more at scent than substance - authority – moral or otherwise – (and one most definitely not grounded in an intellectual foundation qualification) to force feed their zero CO2 / go green / 15 minute cities – ‘or face environmental extinction’ theology down the gullets of humanity.

Such a pity, for at first glance, not all of them seem to be so gullible and stupid – and might be regarded as relatively intelligent – until, of course, they open their mouth and start spouting the dogmatic, gobshite liturgy of their respective creed – with the Saint Greta acolytes proselytizing on the Original Sin – the Industrial Revolution. Then, as they push for wind and solar ‘green power’ sources, and naysay all things ‘sensibly nuclear’ - tar-brush the continued use of fossil fuels as a Code Red for humanity – up there with Defcon 2 – and emblazon their credo with the stamp of irrationality.

Ergo, in the Wokester world, where black is white, and two plus two makes five - (or three, depending on the vagaries of IMF economic policy) – here we have a form of logic embraced by the likes of the ‘for profit’ global corporations that drive these net zero pipe dreams, and an agenda embraced by NLP-brainwashed Young Global leadershits, and promoted by the mass media machine – and too the utterly ridiculous mad Satan Klaus Schlob – master of the Great Reset architects – now discovering himself on a par with the fictitious White Queen, who impressed upon a disbelieving Alice, via a similar delusional mindset, that one could believe as many as six impossible things before breakfast.

Allergy warning: for readers suffering from HSS (Hypersensitive Snowflake Syndrome) – there is no known EpiPen medication remedy for adverse reactions to the 'politically incorrect' – aka the Truth.

This article was composed in a known propaganda-infested area - and whilst purposely blending high octane unorthodox irreverence, slanderous allegations and unbridled conjecture with measures of wild rumour and caffeine-boosted public interest factoids with socio-political satire - may also contain traces of slight exaggeration, modest porkies, misaligned references, 5G electrosmog radiation, and a chemtrail residue of genetically-modified nano-particle bush telegraph innuendo.

Tuesday, 7 February 2023

BP Win ‘Greedy Bastards’ Award

Major oil company BP have unashamedly boasted that their corporate profits hit a record £23 billion quid in 2022 - while the ‘common herd’ public’s energy bills soared, reducing many inflation-stricken households to starvation-level penury.

There again, following this revelation, now we finally know what the 'BP' corporate logo is an acronym for: BIG PROFITS.

So go on, folks; fire a ‘fuck you’ e-mail off to the greedy twats  and specifically their money-grubbing Irish CEO, Bernard Looney – who netted a salary package of £4:5 million nicker last year.

Mind you, that’s fuck all to what BP’s Norseland Viking Chairman, Helge Lund, picked up - a whopping £60 million quid in wages n dividends.

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There again, perhaps the Greedy Bastards award should have gone to Shell – whose record end of year profits tallied up to £40 billion quid – the highest ever in 115 years.

Albeit BP n Shell ain’t on their own in announcing mega-profits, as similar bonanzas were declared by rival oil n gas giants Exxon, Mobil, and Chevron last week.

The price of Brent crude capped out at $128 bucks a barrel high, but has since dropped back to $80 – with natural gas prices also spiking at a record high due this Ukraine military conflict fiasco, but on a par with oil due the fact while both might have now reversed their all-time highs the same is not true at the pumps for drivers - nor domestic consumers struggling to heat their homes; and the average household now forking out a crippling £3,500 a year, double the cost of twelve months ago, just to keep warm and boil the kettle for a cuppa.

In preparation for this coming April’s new fiscal year budget, the Tory Crime Minister, Fishy Sunak, and the rodent-featured Chancellor, Jeremy Hunt – (a wanker whose delusional concept of the national economy allows him to think up as many as six impossible things before breakfast) - are busily engaged in covert contemplation, on a scam to shaft the hapless British public even further, by upping the fuel duty on petrol and diesel, and committing the working class to further depths of penury and despair.

But in all sense of reality, do the Tory Nasty Party’s elitist hierarchy give a flying fuck about the social welfare of the common herd – that’s us? In fact do any of the malingering twats that comprise the 650 multi-party sitting membershit of the House of Conmans care a toss about the 'electorate' - the folks who voted them into office? 

Easy answer. They do not.

If prices at the pumps had fallen at the same rate as wholesale levels, then petrol at the pumps would be 10p to 14p lower, and diesel 20p. From 2015, up until 2020, the average profit per litre for petrol and diesel was around 8 to 9p.

Conversely, from 2020 petrol profits have doubled to 19p per litre, and diesel has more than doubled, to 24p per litre.

https://www.gbnews.uk/news/bp-profits-hit-record-23billion-in-2022-while-energy-bills-soared/437828

Monday, 6 February 2023

Harry the Spare’s a ‘Kiss n Tell’ Gobshite

In today's 'Let's Ridicule Some Aristocratic Ass' nasty news piece we bring our readers the latest and greatest hot gossip topic: a scandalous exposé of 'Spare Royal Ranga Shags Peasant' from Anarchy Central’s 24/7 Truth & Rumour Mill – publishing, as always, 'ring of the anvil' dispatches hand-forged, crafted and tempered into razor-edged bespoke satire and parody to sate the palates of all budding anti-authoritarian non-conformists, proto-nihilists and those eclectic career radical, pro-justice, anarchist revolutionaries who carry the immortal genetic Rh-Neg recusant bloodline of the rebel sons of Belial - and harbour zero respect or empathy for the privilege-abusing arrogant authoritarian 0:01% predatory paedo' elitist Masonic-Satanist oligarchy – aka the Deep State Sabbatean death cult Corporatocracy - cursed by their exaggerated sense of entitlement and greed – who, imprudently, have deluded themselves into believing they rule this world, and all upon its once-pristine mantle.

Revealed at last – the mystery of the so-called ‘Sussex Slut’ - this ‘older woman’ seductress who had a drunken sex romp with the 16-year old Prince Harry’s in a farmer’s field  behind a Wiltshire pub, and took his virginity, back in the summer season halcyon days of July 2001.

Now those ‘preferably forgotten’ sordid and embarrassing memories have been stirred - and broadcast for public consumption – thanks to the egocentric braggart Harry boasting of the intimate and ‘private’ rendezvous in this loose lips 'one trick pony' tell-all Spare memoir – in a pathetic attempt to make the lacklustre tome into a scandal-mongering ‘he said / she said’ family feuding and salacious, money-spinning  best-seller.

So, for any fucker and their dog who might be remotely inclined to display the slightest modicum of interest in how this IQ-deficient ginger mingin 16-year old schoolboy, Prince Harry, of House Hewitt, lost his virginity back in July of 2001, here is the sordid and inglorious tale that manifested in the wake of an illegal, underage boozing session at The Vine Tree – a Wiltshire pub in the village and civil parish of Norton - pop’ 118, at last 2011 census – (which doubtless still serves gaggles of spoiled brat underage Hurray Henry drinkers to this day) - where Harry coupled with an ‘older woman’ named Sasha Bargepole – on the occasion of her 19th birthday party - and she became the first (of many) of Harry’s ‘three hole’ casual sex romps.

Sasha, now a mother of two sprogs, (no, none are Harry’s ginger mingers) who today drives earthmoving diggers for a living, had invited Harry - then a 16-year-old schoolboy at Eton, who liked to be known by his nom de guerre of ‘Bazzer’ - to the pub-sited celebration of her 19th birthday.

“We were both kind of shit-faced after downing all manner of vomitus hard liquor shots, and one thing quickly led to another, then Harry suggested we go outside for a ‘fag - and a tequila and sambuca-fuelled ‘wham-bam ’shag-a-thon’?”

“So I thought ‘okay’, cos I’d never shagged a Prince before – even if his so-called Eton schoolmates all called him the ‘Hewitt bastard’, and a ‘royal cuckoo’ behind his back – or that he was just the ginger mingin ‘spare’ - and never going to be a King - even though I really wanted to fuck his brother Wills’ instead – at least I’d be following in the famed footsteps of Nell Gwynn and claim to have shagged a Royal – even if he was just the Spare.”

“We ended up in a farmer’s field behind the pub, and me having to give 'Bazzer' a sloppy blow job to get him hard – then coupling in a knee trembler against the hawthorn hedge. Now I’m thankful that ‘Bazzer’ is a 'Wham-Bam' premature ejaculator and only lasted a couple of minutes, as the cheeks of my arse were like a pin cushion, with the thorns sticking into it as he banged away – and probably thought from my pelvic spasms and thrusts and screams that I was in the throes of orgasmic delight and getting my rocks off – which were even louder when he stuck his four inch wiener up my back passage - then shot his load and asked me 'Did the Earth move for you too?"

“Really, we were so pissed and the entire thing had a touch of farce about it, as Harry’s security detail bodyguards came looking for him, and were peering over the hedge, giggling themselves silly at the sight of Harry bonking me, and his spotty white arse bobbing back n forth like a fiddler’s elbow, playing Rimsky-Korsakov’s Flight of the Bumble Bee.”

“Thank Gawd Harry is no stud and can only last a few minutes before he shoots his load, cos after that knee trembler, with my bare bum rammed up against the hawthorn hedge, that was the worst passion killer fuck I’ve ever had - and I’ve still got the scars - like a dartboard - from picking thorns out of my arse cheeks for days after the event.”

And that 'grope n bonk' orgasm-deficient encounter - for Sasha – marked the end of her friendship with ‘Ginger Bazzer’. From being regular drinking pals, the pair never texted, spoke or saw each other again – and Sasha soon started socialising with guys with bigger cocks who had no problems getting an erection, and could hump her for more than five minutes – and bring her to a series of shuddering orgasms – without the bare cheeks of her arse being jammed up against a prickly hawthorn hedge.

Sasha related one gutter press hack from the Daily Shitraker, “I don’t understand why the ginger pillock went into such detail in his stupid book, as he could have simply said he lost his virginity at 16 years old - in a field behind a pub - and left it at that – and not invaded my privacy, exposing me as some kind of nympho’ seductress slut, ready to drop her knickers for any old randy royal that comes along.”

“But that’s just typical of Bazzer’s ‘Me, me, me’ ego – cos we always knew he was a bit of a thick twat whose mouth ran away with itself – which it has most definitely done in this Spare book. Really, who wants to know whether he’s a Roundhead or a Cavalier – or about his todger getting frost bite?”

Now Sasha has a job as a digger driver - excavating clandestine mass graves for an unnamed NHS Trust – to bury the unreported legions of Covid mRNA vaxx fatalities – a world away from Harry’s Netflix-funded, indolent, dilletante existence at his Montecito-sited ‘Castle Hewitt’ mansion in sunny California – engaging in five minute bonking sessions with the self-obsessed Yoko Moano.

Nice one 'Bazzer' - your ghost-scripted 'Spare' volume has gifted the anti-monarchist gang - and the radical, rabid Republic movement - with an actual arsenal of 'justified calibre' ammunition to see an end to the Saxe-Coburg und Gotha Germanic tribe, possessed by this utterly absurd, exaggerated sense of entitlement - and abuse of privilege - lording it over our once-sacred Isle of Albion.

Allergy warning: for readers suffering from HSS (Hypersensitive Snowflake Syndrome) – there is no known EpiPen medication remedy for adverse reactions to the 'politically incorrect' – aka the Truth.

This article was composed in a known propaganda-infested area - and whilst purposely blending high octane unorthodox irreverence, slanderous allegations and unbridled conjecture with measures of wild rumour and caffeine-boosted public interest factoids with socio-political satire - may also contain traces of slight exaggeration, modest porkies, misaligned references, 5G electrosmog radiation, and a chemtrail residue of genetically-modified nano-particle bush telegraph innuendo.

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https://www.gbnews.uk/royal/meghan-markle-and-prince-harrys-lawyers-are-looking-into-south-park-after-sussexes-ruthlessly-attacked-in-new-series/444846

 https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-11713609/Im-older-woman-took-Harrys-virginity-Digger-driver-Sasha-Walpole-40-comes-forward.html

Saturday, 4 February 2023

Maths Homework Question Baffles Parents

Parents left totally stumped by 'simple' maths question for 10-year-olds - can you solve it - cos the Year 5 kids are baffled?

Yep, this is a Year 5 maths homework question – of no practical use whatsoever in the real world – whereas logic and critical thinking are rooted in wholly divergent thought processes.

Q: At the beginning of the day, Hasim counted his paper round wages.

He gave his big brother, Achmed, 1/3 of his money – for protection.

He spent £12 on presents for his 14-year-old sister, Slutsy – (a hijab and a chastity belt).

Hasim then counted what he had left, and it was half the amount he was paid by Mr al-Qurayshi at the local newsagents.

Hasim gave his brother 1/3 of the money, spent £12, and still had half of his money left.

Thus how much money did he give big brother, Achmed?

Ergo, 12 = (1/6) x. Thus x must be resolved: x = 72. 72/3 = £24 - hence this is the amount Hasim gave his brother Achmed – who promptly blew the lot on an ISIS t-shirt and an Abu Omar al-Baghdadi full colour poster for his bedroom wall.

https://www.gbnews.uk/news/parents-left-totally-stumped-by-simple-maths-question-for-10-year-olds-can-you-solve-it/436659

Allergy warning: for readers suffering from HSS (Hypersensitive Snowflake Syndrome) – there is no known EpiPen medication remedy for adverse reactions to the 'politically incorrect' – aka the Truth.

This article was composed in a known propaganda-infested area - and whilst purposely blending high octane unorthodox irreverence, slanderous allegations and unbridled conjecture with measures of wild rumour and caffeine-boosted public interest factoids with socio-political satire - may also contain traces of slight exaggeration, modest porkies, misaligned references, 5G electrosmog radiation, and a chemtrail residue of genetically-modified nano-particle bush telegraph innuendo.

Thursday, 26 January 2023

Ukraine’s Zelenskyy Arrogates NATO Ordnance

Ukraine – and Western weapons for free – especially tanks. We need tanks! Send us tanks! – demands the churlish President Zelenskyy - a former stand-up comedian – now the imperious leader of Ukraine’s Kleptocracy Party government.

NATO sheepishly bow to Zelenskyy’s iron will? Yes sir, No sir, three bags full, Sir?

No, not really, this Ukraine fiasco is just a perfect excuse to stage a proxy war with Russia - and steal their oil and gas fields - at the expense of some other hapless fucker's infrastructure getting decimated and reduced to dust.

US poised to ship 31 M1- Abrams battle tanks to Ukraine.

UK readies the dispatch of 14 Challenger 2 battle tanks.

Germany okays sending 14 Leopard-2 battle tanks.

France is 'thinking' of sending 30 'redundant' AMX-10 RC wheeled armoured cars.

Oh my, now there’s a thing, c'est non? The last time Germany - (who incidentally kick started World Wars 1 and 2, due an exaggerated belief of territorial entitlement, and a delusional notion of their Aryan racial superiority) - sent tanks into the Ukraine was back in the Hitlerian Nazi lunacy days of 1941 – June 22nd / Operation Barbarossa, to be exact – and as history records, in graphic detail, that did not end too well for 'Deutschland über alles'.

Hopefully this dispatch of a battalion of Leopard-2 tanks to Zelenskyy isn’t cursed with the same ignominious stamp of failure as the previous misadventure.

So, the sum total numbers will equal two tanks battalions - plus France's merde ‘véhicule blindé - aka tin cans on wheels.

Okay, who the fuck is gonna operate – with any modicum of competent efficiency - these diverse manufacture tracked weapons?

More to the point, who the fuck is gonna maintain n repair them?

Easy peasy – US / German & UK military personnel.

Oh yeah, n guess who the fuck is driving this war-mongering fiasco – pushing Western governments to supply armaments to Zelenskyy with streams of WW2-era clichés?

Why none other than the ‘profit über alles’ corporatocracy scumbag ‘rat-fink’ likes of BlackRock, of Vanguard, of JP Morgan, of Gold-in-Sacks; Raytheon, Lockheed, BAE, Northrop-Grumman,  General Dynamics – aka the worst people in the known Universe.

So, WTF will Zelenskyy demand – and get – next? Thermobaric bombs – and the aircraft to deliver n drop the fuckers? A selection of dial-a-yield tactical nukes? Perhaps opt for his own orbiting satellite, armed with a magazine packed with Rod of God tungsten pole ‘space weapons’ - to expedite the kinetic bombardment of Chateau Putin – and really make a fuck of the place – same as the Yank’s sneak attack did to China’s Tianjin port area back in 2015.

Or simply demand that NATO forces stop fucking the cat and carpet bomb Moscow and the Kremlin – then World War Three can finally get ‘brimstone & fire’ underway? Yep, then the bellicose NATO nations, Ukraine, 'and' Russia can be the pallbearers at their own 'radioactive' funerals.

No shit, Sherlock – that blood n guts scenario would definitely achieve the desired mass population reduction target figures the New World Order / WEF Project Genocide have a hard-on to accomplish – and haven’t been able to so far, with their fake, half-arsed 'cough n sneeze' Covid-19 scamdemic virus and toxic mRNA gene bender vaxx campaign.

Allergy warning: for readers suffering from HSS (Hypersensitive Snowflake Syndrome) – there is no known EpiPen medication remedy for adverse reactions to the 'politically incorrect' – aka the Truth.

This article was composed in a known propaganda-infested area - and whilst purposely blending high octane unorthodox irreverence, slanderous allegations and unbridled conjecture with measures of wild rumour and caffeine-boosted public interest factoids - may also contain traces of slight exaggeration, modest porkies, misaligned references, 5G electrosmog radiation, and a chemtrail residue of genetically-modified nano-particle bush telegraph innuendo.

Wednesday, 25 January 2023

King of Toxic Masculinity Hates Bugs

Social media network personality and world class misogynist, Emory Andrew ‘Baldy’ Tate III, has hit out at his incarceration in a Romanian jail, whingeing to fans his prison cell is filled with cockroaches, lice and bed bugs.

The American-born, mixed race Tate - yet another crazed narcissist - was detained just after Xmas in Bucharest, by Romania’s ‘Pikey Plod Squad’ ‘DIICOT’ anti-organised crime agency, along with his equally misogynistic, onanist brother, Tristan, on a string of sex trafficking and rape charges.

Two of their female Romanian pimp / accomplices - both tattooed on the buttocks with the now-notorious ‘Tate 3 Hole Whore’ brand - were also arrested, on grounds of grooming and sex trafficking underage girls - and coercing the same to perform in live streaming porno movies.

The former martial arts / kickboxing supremo - notorious for his misogynistic remarks and hate speech – is a self-proclaimed social influencer – (yet such a ‘negative’ influence he was evicted (kicked out) from C5’s Big Brother house due his habitual ‘obnoxious wanker’ attitude) – and has amassed several million IQ-deficient, gullible followers across the swathe of the Fuckbook, Instaspam, Twatter, SpewTube and TokTik social media networks - through his ‘influencer’ and ‘success coach’ (sic) posts.

In a stream of ‘Poor Me’ emails sent to his global sex slave fan base, Tate claims: "These pikey vampire bastards are trying to break me. Thrown inside a cell without a light. Cockroaches, lice, and bed bugs are my only companions’.

Yeah, right – no light - apart from his laptop screen and Twitter home page – and fuck all in his cell but cockroaches, lice, and bed bugs – plus a convenient power point to charge the laptop.

Ergo, that scenario is 5 star as a ‘guest’ at the WWII-era Aiud Prison, in Alba province, central Transylvania - dubbed the nastiest prison in Romania – and housing maximum security baddies – with the additional odious notoriety of being a veritable sodomite rapist paradise.

Hmmm, joking aside, with Tate & Co currently’ remanded until the end of February, things could be far worse than the Aiud Hotel – and alternately be incarcerated in Romania’s somewhat euphemistically-named ‘Bright Light’ Prison - operated as a black site for ‘enhanced’ interrogations and torture by the good old CIA and Mossad.

There again, his current custody billet sounds bad enough, deprived of his customary ‘boujee comfort zone’ luxury hacienda in the ‘Dracula-land’ Pipera countryside, surrounded by a fleet of luxury sports cars, plus a harem of ‘suck n swallow’ odalisques, concubines, and whores – and not forgetting a seraglio stocked with sphincter-clenching juvenile catamites of Third World origins – for the company and enjoyment of the sodomite visitors who might prefer to ‘swing the other way’.

But WTF can Tate expect when he ignores the practiced etiquette, decorum and civility that provide a guaranteed passport to social acceptance; and allows his limited IQ to steer an inflated ego into gobshite mode, comparing himself to Nelson Mandela and Martin Luther King - yet behaving in the manner of a first-rate arrogant cunt – and is denigrated even by the women he stands accused of sex trafficking and raping – who claim his bad mouth misogyny stems from ‘small dick syndrome’ psychology – a condition exacerbated due chronic premature ejaculation disorder.

https://www.gbnews.uk/news/andrew-tate-says-hes-being-kept-in-dark-prison-cell-surrounded-by-cockroaches-lice-and-bed-bugs-they-are-trying-to-break-me/429815

Allergy warning: for readers suffering from HSS (Hypersensitive Snowflake Syndrome) – there is no known EpiPen medication remedy for adverse reactions to the 'politically incorrect' – aka the Truth.

This article was composed in a known propaganda-infested area - and whilst purposely blending high octane unorthodox irreverence, slanderous allegations and unbridled conjecture with measures of wild rumour and caffeine-boosted public interest factoids - may also contain traces of slight exaggeration, modest porkies, misaligned references, 5G electrosmog radiation, and a chemtrail residue of genetically-modified nano-particle bush telegraph innuendo.

Tuesday, 17 January 2023

Amazon Lucky Dip: iPhone or Dog Bix

Warning bells are ringing at decibel levels of great cacophony in the wake of Amazon customers receiving parcels of dog food instead of their mega-bucks iPhones.

Consumers are henceforth being advised to film themselves opening Amazon deliveries in the wake of a Salisbury man's £1,300 iPhone being switched for a packet of dog food.

The hapless Ron Patsy ordered the phone online in December, to replace his daughter's device, whose keyboard was worn-out following multiple text-a-thon sessions; but received a packet of Woof Chunk dog biscuits instead.

Zillionaire Jeff Bezos’ online retail giant initially refused a refund as they claimed Patsy had signed for the delivery, so the fubar was his own fault.

However, the company has since admitted liability and refunded the full purchase price, plus delivery costs, to Mr Patsy’s account after being threatened with exposure as a company ‘not to do business with’ by the BBC's ‘Dodgy Deliveries’ programme.

Patsy, a 69-year old retired squirrel juggler, informed the Dodgy Deliveries team he initially thought there had been a simple mistake and the dog food package was an item their Labrador, Rex, had ordered on its own Amazon ‘canine account’.

Conversely Amazon initially maintained that as Patsy had accepted the parcel and given the courier a passcode, and the fact the dog food weighed the same as an iPhone (Que? WTF?) then he must have received the iPhone.

As this dog biscuits / iPhone swap issue is not simply a one-off instance and has been occurring with alarming regularity, this question was posed by the Beeb’s Dodgy Deliveries team: that in an alternate situation, if a stream of customers ordered bags of Woof Chunk dog biscuits from Amazon, was it at all likely they would receive a package containing a £1,300 quid iPhone by mistake – as the items ‘weighed the same’?

To date, no reply has been forthcoming.

https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-wiltshire-64296971

Allergy warning: for readers suffering from HSS (Hypersensitive Snowflake Syndrome) – there is no known EpiPen medication remedy for adverse reactions to the 'politically incorrect' – aka the Truth.

This article was composed in a known propaganda-infested area - and whilst purposely blending high octane unorthodox irreverence, slanderous allegations and unbridled conjecture with measures of wild rumour and caffeine-boosted public interest factoids - may also contain traces of slight exaggeration, modest porkies, misaligned references, 5G electrosmog radiation, and a chemtrail residue of genetically-modified nano-particle bush telegraph innuendo.