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Oh wait, that's the not the forecast, that's the description of my wife.
.....And for tomorrow, lows in the 32oC, 0% of rain, and 100% humidity
...who the hell am I...where the hell am I...and why am I holding this red button push thingy in my hand?...
"Look, no matter what time of year, it's the same bloody forecast. deal wit it, Jimmy!
Prince Charles demonstrates the new big screen tv that his Mum bought today.
Listen up, weather.. if I don't see clear skies and sunshine soon, I'll blow these people to kingdom come when I press this button! I mean it!
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Now my loyal subjects, the extended forecast is dustbins in the lorry and pram the flat
straightaway for haggis and tea. And bumbershoot my Eastenders, it will be perfect
weather to palaver your duckies with a loverly bunch of coconuts, wot? WOT? WOT????
(can you tell I'm not an Anglophile?)
Enough of this waiting bulls---! Tell mumsie I quit as Prince so I can take this new job as BBC Weatherman!