Fucking right. When I take over from Mr Rasmussen, I'm going to raze the Middle-East to the fucking ground and play billiards with the heads of all those sister-marrying, web-footed ISIS wankers. There's nothing like a good ruck, without NATO and highly unstable political leaders with trigger-happy sensibilities, life would be as dull as fuck and filled with evenings of pushing Bronski's plushies through a Moulinex blender. I propose to have Esther McVey as head of the Armed Forces, dressed in latex and nipple clamps with her labia-piercings on show to display her military seniority.