To provide entertainment to our loyal readership, and an alternative to the now notorious Olympic coverage we at malfunction junction would like to ask:
Where is Eddie Butler?
He was last seen in London in May and has since disappeared, maybe we should put out a missing persons report. Having pondered this for about ten seconds, and coming to the conclusion that nobody really cares, we have decided to offer the following scenario's:
In a fit of remorse for the betrayal of nationalism, and being instrumental with others in destroying the BNP he jumped off Tower Bridge and was taken out to sea in the belly of a shark?
Maybe (allegedly) Steve Squire has given him concrete shoes and he is bobbing along the bottom of the Thames or propping up the Olympic stadium?
It has even been suggested that he may be in another country in a luxury apartment funded by UAF/Searchlight/a grateful government?
Maybe he is being held in a mysterious coastal resort by Rover?
Maybe he has been abducted by aliens and will only be returned after they have been sufficiently bored?
Maybe he has gone forward in time to be with his friends the Morlocks?
Maybe he started playing Jumanji/Zathura and has not got out of the game yet?
Maybe while producing hate filled bile for his blog he got zapped into the computer and is now trying to take over Master Control?
Which leads us to the question:
Do [or "Oh, do"] you know the misrable man, The miserable man, the miserable man, Do you know the miserable man, Who lives in Drury Lane?
Yes [or "Oh, yes"], I know the miserable man, The miserable man, the miserable man, Yes, I know the miserable man, Who lives in Drury Lane.
You may substitute Drury Lane for something more suitable, for example Jungle, up his butt, or Syria work just as well.