Covidiocy.
In all its guises.
Valerie, from saint-stuffed New irish Icons, writes:
I hacked the Government of Ireland safety schtick to amuse myself. I was surprised that I hadn’t seen anyone already do it.
Anyway, these are for the C-Eejits out there – they know who they are – the runners, space invaders, cookie monsters and bruscar bollixes, etc.
FIGHT!
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horrid, nasty, reductive garbage
take the boop boop out of your own eye first
Pot agus kettle.
Beem..
Dude… Why so Angry??? It’s the bank holiday weekend. Chill.
Needs a copywriter
Superb anarchic artwork!
I like… bit o’ fun for a Friday :)
Re: The runners one. “You if weren’t so obese – an underlying condition missus – we could share the path. Now Fupp Off”
Runners – selfish ignoramuses.
I wouldn’t begrudge anyone their exercise, I haven’t come across any inconsiderate runners, just runners.
Some run because we have to, not because we want to. I’d much rather sit on my hole on the sofa all day.
Want to make it out of lockdown without having a coronary first.