Eric, stop this nonsense. Have you had a brain fart?
There's only one place to bury the hatchet with cunts like this and it's in the physical harm sense, not under the old oak tree. Christ, next thing, you'll be out on a pride march.
I'm travelling tomorrow to Berwick-upon-Tweed to buy a pair of exploding trousers to gift to my errant brother in law, I expect the Judge to be in a total meltdown loop upon my return.