Here we go again:
I don’t care about the story’s content or subject — on my interest scale, the hobbies of little fegelehs who jump into water rank somewhere below the sex lives of tarantulas — but FFS.
The knitting term is “PURL” and not “pearl”, you illiterate fucking scum of the earth.
There will come a time when I go over to Britishland and pay a visit to the offices of the Daily Mail, carrying my trusty cricket bat. It will not be a pleasant site*.
*I know. I just thought I’d pass it on. Or you can take it as a pun. Whatever.