shrot film:

Walking down corridors... into beef mince tap dance routine to the tune of Country Arse Revival, whilst masterbating to the frequency of the predictable Friday shout swear routine held beneath my flat. Nazi guards of the Third World (I mean us), high level meeting. "Perhaps we can all dress up as guards in Nazi uniforms?" "Yes, I've put in a design for the new armband, a Mickey Mouse hat in the white yolk of the red white with a motto circling it..." "We oppress, we consume?" "Yes that's the motto." They gently cracked open a bottle of Victory Gin to celebrate, after all it would soon be the tenth aniversiary of Airstrip One's founding and things were going so well... I mean who knows perhaps the rebels will blow up the imaginary Deathstar....................