The “Chavs” of Britain are pissed. No not about the Scottish Yeah or Nae vote. Something much more important. Word on the street – Fleet Street, in this case – Is that we might be seeing the end of The Sun’s Page three topless birds. Yes, the Wizened of Oz’s rancid rag might be cleaning up its act… But I wouldn’t bet on it. If it sold more papers “Rupe” would replace Photo Shopped tits with pictures of fucking cannibalism. Meanwhile, the Sun is stressing its commitment to helping children by doing something practical to boost child literacy rates. It has teamed up with children's authors and entertainers to introduce a new weekly feature that encourages parents to read in company with their children. Fuck me. If the entertainers are in the Jimmy Savile and Rolf Harris mode, I’d rather the kids had the option of Photo Shopped tits!
Hack that you old fucker!