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Laurence Fox. The twat.

The man is such a laughable, risible tosswank that I am beginning to wonder whether he is some sort of deep cover actor employed by the government, designed to warn young people of the dangers of cocaine.

There is also the mystery of his continued and apparently fairly generous and regular income despite having harakiri'd his acting career down the shitter.

I am reminded of the 'nutter magnet' theory. Larry O'Hara will probably know about this. The idea is that the state, instead of employing tens of thousands of operatives to track, trace and follow extremists in an effort to discover their plans, instead find it far more cost-effective to pay someone to set up a website which attracts extremist loons. The site can then be monitored by three of four operatives, observing loons ranting on about their shite, and if it looks as though some may be serious in their plans to commit some terrorist outrage, its easy enough to access their name, address etc. After all, it was Five or Six who set up the site in the first place.

It has been suggested that Davids Icke and Shayler fall into such a 'nutter magnet' category.

We don’t use urban75 for this but you’re right about Lozza. He’s been an asset for ages.
 
You'll have to see what pops out of the dog to discover whether he shagged Mrs thatcher.
One night vet is called out
from his overpaid leisure
To Fox household:
Delivered, ran out,
and phoned his wife in terror.

The next bit is hard to relate.
(There are no read-outs for this part of the track.)
The new born thing hard to describe
Like a rat that's been trapped inside
A warehouse base, near a city tide
Brown sockets, purple eyes
And fed with rubbish from disposal barges
Brown, uncovered
Brown, uncovered

No changeling,
as the birth was witnessed.
Only one person could do this
Only one person could do this
 
Amazon Prime should dramatise these tweets. They could find some hard up hard done by luvvie actor to play him. Like Laurence Fox. A black mirror setup where he is trapped in a fiction of his own making, permanently having to play only himself to an increasingly hostile audience laughing at him
 
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