So I get home and Dave is watching Sky News with the sound off and making up his own words. There are now 46 empty cans of VB on my kitchen bench. He won't let me touch them. Says he is planning something.
I say, "Dave, what have you done today?"
He says, "Cam, Mohammed Haneef's t'r'ist cousins are going on trial!"
I say, "I know."
He says, "What if they are just the most moderate Moslems in the world, but they had to blow up the airport because the real t'r'ists were releasing a virus into the airport that would wreak untold destruction and the ONLY WAY TO STOP IT WAS TO BLOW THE VIRUS UP?"
I say, "Dave, you are like the drunk, bogan Richard Flanagan."
BUT WE ALREADY HAVE ONE OF THOSE, SO GET OUT OF MY FUCKING HOUSE