Loverly in Lun-Done
just pop this on your face and your beuu-tay worries will be over!
Even though the al Qaida supergrass* finked out the cop killer, Kamel Bourgass, and many others, he has no idea where the ricin they made is. It was described as being hidden in “two nivea pots” so I’m assuming we oughta be looking for this:
Ol’ Kamel [is that the name his mother gave him?!?] and his pals were planning to wipe the ricin on random car door handles and rub it on toothbrushes in the local markets. Considering a bit of it “the size of a grain of salt” can kill a full grown man, they have a nice supply—enough to keep folks on their toes for months to come. Which, I guess, is pretty much the point. Can’t keep yer eye on the ball when yer worried about every door handle and stair rail being lethal…
And in a side note not relevant to anything going on here in the good ol’ secure U S of A, here’s a little more about cell leader/cop killer Kamel:
[and his nickname is....]
Bourgass arrived in Britain in the back of a lorry from Calais.
Today Home Secretary Charles Clarke pledged an urgent review of immigration laws after it emerged that Bourgass had twice been turned down for asylum and could have been deported as an illegal immigrant six months before he killed the officer.
Just remember, kidz—wash yer hands, wash yer hands, wash yer hands… Then wash ‘em again.
* yep - it’s a word. supergrass; police informer who implicates many people.
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