The casino criminal bankers staked too high. So now the steaks will be cut from you. The game got out of control, so the shanks of societal life must be slipped from their attachments. They larked in the square mile, and lap-danced and Michelin star-gutted a nation, so the lacerations must be made. Tip out the Krug, it might ease an open wound. Who needs nurses? Let it bleed? Who needs teachers, when the wharf canaries must feed. Students squeal as the skin starts to peel, but cuts must go deep. Can a country give up its tenderloins and keep its chops? Pass me the scalpel, I need to cut the deficit. I love this old blade because my first one lost its bonus. Fill the libraries with cartilage and gristle, people can lend and learn from that.
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