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Neither can I.
Three years of school trips and then it'll be converted to a furniture showroom.
Live in a city? Get a cat, toy dog or goldfish. Live where you occasionally need to pull down medium/large game?
Get a land shark.
Owning a child shredder in the city is as appropriate as having a machine gun. There is no place for them here.
The sole good thing to come from the ridiculous procrastination over having this monster disposed of is that I've managed to raise awareness of the danger of baby shredders amongst friends and family and have compiled a list of others which I believe to be illegal and/or dangerous.
Once this "high profile" beast has been disposed of I shall be passing my findings to the authorities in the sincere hope that these too are incinerated in short order.
The ultimate goal is the removal of the baby shredder from the urban population. Like bear ownership in the distant past.
The only thing more ridiculous than a baby shredder in a city is a "human" who thinks it is a suitable place for one to live.
Fleming's Bond did. Even the ubiquity of the Vodka Martini is a bit of a film affectation. Bond just liked drinking.
What it's difficult to understand is why it's being said in a newspaper. It's not new and it's not news.
"People who need a visa to enter the United Kingdom... Need a visa to enter the United Kingdom"
F**k me I almost rather read another fascinating insight into the life of the guy that floured the baps in the shipyard commissary when they were building the Titanic.
Well past time for it to end.
Would you prefer not to eat a goose or a turkey?