Dear Mr Boxhead,
How much freedom can we supply to our friends in the Ukraine?
Dear Soldier Smedley,
Your Freedom. Their Freedom. Any fucking Freedom. Whatever it is, I don't think many are getting it, let alone the good people of The Ukraine.
Except for me, of course. This is something I have never lacked. You see Smedley boy, it is the advantage of having a cardboard case round your skull. A shield from the do-gooders, human rightists, and other assorted wet liberal noodles. I have total freedom in my box because no one tells me what to do, and I do as I say.
And isn't that the definition of freedom?
Yours in a fighting fury of freedom,