| WEATHER outlook It will rain every day of your miserable life. Your entire being will be full of repugnant sleet spitting down on you relentlessly and tirelessly, until it just gets too much and you flip, you go berserk, you freak out uncontrollably on a crowded tube train between Bank and Liverpool Street, punching and kicking the guards trying to restrain you - spitting, dribbling mad saliver all over their uniforms in a crazed fit of filthy scowling anger that represents the years and years of grey skies and damp drizzle that's kept the sun off your screwed up contorted line-ridden face. You while away the remainder of your grim years barely able to speak for the gloom of it all, as the pit pattering of rain keeps you awake night after night after night after night after night. Give up, give up now and save yourself from it all. That's the weather, have a nice day. |