Please vote for your bestest letter in June.
The closing date for all the votes is 26/7/2007.
Please vote!
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The DeLorean That Got Struck By Lightning. If a Minister is divisible only by himself and the number one, does that make him a Prime Minister?
Is this an incisive musing on the legacy of Tony Blair? Didn't think so. -----
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Lewis Gum Drops. I went to the zoo today, WLW! I let two parrots live.
And the giraffes, I hope. -----
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Food Weapons. -
Chilli Con Carnage - It explodes into deadly blobs of hot chilli.
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Ninja Snaps - Shuriken-shaped biscuits.
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Cadbury's Deadly Milk - Sneaky poisonous chocolate.
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No Fudge - It is the scariest weapon (USA: Please can you give us Bin Laden, or we will cut off all your fudge supplies. Al Qaeda: Oh my gosh, OK!)
Little Blue Fox. Too obvious to call them Weapons of Mastication? -----
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The Psychedelic Gloom. I thought it was a real shame when Bernard Manning died. All that turkey we're not going to have any more!
Bootiful sentiments. -----
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Hip hop restaurant. Ghetto Gauteau - It is bad (which is good). Sh*zzle drizzled with chocolate sauce. Low in fat- high in phat!
50 Cent Picnic Meal - You'll love it like a fat kid loves chocolate cake.
Drive-By Malteasers - Pop a capful in your mouth!
NWA Cake - Nutmeg, walnuts and almonds, it's straight outta Compton!
Snoop Doggy Hot Dog - It's the bizzle!
Miss Whiskers, Helga Hufflepuff's Hat and The Soul Cake Duck. I prefer to get MC Hammered at the bar. -----
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Baby. Music is unfair to babies. For example, one song urges, "Hit me, baby, one more time," but babies can't hit. Also "C'mon, baby, light my fire". I doubt any babies understand the concept of fire, never mind how to light one. And that's dangerous.
To counteract this, my band, The Pronouns, have written some songs, including, "Slobber and cry, baby" and "Baby, be oblivious to the fact you were unintended".
Vigilante Maelstrom. What about the horror of "Babycakes"? *Please vote!