EUROPE, THY NAME IS IMPOTENCY.

Of course it had to happen, the icing on the cake. After all the lame and fake vows by Europe's sophisticated 'leaders' to 'stand united with Manchester', poet Tony Walsh stepped up to pour some vinegar in a thousand wounds. If you haven't just eaten, you can take a look at his toe-curling 'performance' here.


This sums it up nicely:





Via Theo Spark.


MFBB.