Bend over, N' Pay up

I have an aversion to thermometers that dates back to my early childhood. Falling ill was only half the battle. The other half was when the doctor came and got out the thermometer. I knew that at any second, it would be unceremoniously shoved up my arse.

I get that same dread filled feeling and familiarity of purpose when I see the begging thermometer appear on the BNP web site, which it does with increasing regularity. Looks like the BNP members are about to have it shoved up their arse yet again.

Pip pip