Monday, February 09, 2009
'There's probably no bus. Now stop worrying and enjoy the snow.' And other, more offensive, responses to the design-an-advert-on-a-bus competition
By Boris (de Pfeffel) Johnson
Guest contributor and Mayor of London (cripes)
Blimey! This decorate-a-bus website is a real lark. I felt contractually obliged to have a stab at this, and by jingo, I think I've done a pretty smashing job. My chosen entry meets the criteria of merging anti-religious sentiment with some good hard-headed London-ness. For the purpose of fence-mending and maintaining smooth ethnic relations I strongly urge this to be implemented by the mayor, the office of the mayor and the mayor immediately.
Cripes...
That will probably enrage Ali Baba and his dusky friends. Still, can't imagine them venting their anger on a London bus. On the other hand, running a jolly big metropolis gives me less time to trot around apologising, to anyone who decides to throw a wobbly. Placating those uppity chaps would streamline my general itinerary of apology somewhat. Besides, I had such a splendid time working up an aesthetical sweat that I produced a far less offensive back-up entry.
Crikey, bendy buses! Whatever your opinion of God, half an hour riding one of these oscillating contraptions through congested Central London traffic will have you believing there's a Hell.
By Boris (de Pfeffel) Johnson
Guest contributor and Mayor of London (cripes)
Colouring in London buses? Smashing! Need
to remember not to rub anyone the wrong way...
Blimey! This decorate-a-bus website is a real lark. I felt contractually obliged to have a stab at this, and by jingo, I think I've done a pretty smashing job. My chosen entry meets the criteria of merging anti-religious sentiment with some good hard-headed London-ness. For the purpose of fence-mending and maintaining smooth ethnic relations I strongly urge this to be implemented by the mayor, the office of the mayor and the mayor immediately.
Cripes...That will probably enrage Ali Baba and his dusky friends. Still, can't imagine them venting their anger on a London bus. On the other hand, running a jolly big metropolis gives me less time to trot around apologising, to anyone who decides to throw a wobbly. Placating those uppity chaps would streamline my general itinerary of apology somewhat. Besides, I had such a splendid time working up an aesthetical sweat that I produced a far less offensive back-up entry.
Crikey, bendy buses! Whatever your opinion of God, half an hour riding one of these oscillating contraptions through congested Central London traffic will have you believing there's a Hell.
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