I actually started feeling sorry for Nick Griffin.
The emotion took me by surprise. There I was, sat on my toilet, reading the news, looking at the picture of Nick in his morning suit with no where to go and all of a sudden I genuinely felt sad for him. He got all excited about going to the Queen’s party only to turned away at the very last minute.
At first I was uncomfortable with this feeling, but it quickly turned to relief because feeling sorry for Nick Griffin is a lot better than being afraid of Nick Griffin.
The twat.
NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY
