Fee-fi-fo-fum,
I smell the blood of an Englishman,
Be he alive, or be he dead
I’ll grind his bones to make my bread.
Oh children’s poetry :: how horrifying you are! Bones to bread? He’s already a fucking giant … isn’t that scary enough?
Anywayz :: at long last :: an Englishman. This one’s for you Steven Gerrard {call me!} …
Chris Cardell :: whose look is a mix of teen vampire goth and cold potato soup :: has a small penis.  No I mean a small problem … not a small penis.  That just slipped out … the thing about the small …