That’s not the wrestling thing by the way… Anyhoo…some twat just knocked on my door wearing a big WWF smock thing with a BIG panda on the front. “Excuse me sir [get that – ‘sir’], you’ve got a lovely pussy [she meant my cat who was glaring at her from the stairs], would you be interested in helping the WWF?” *blows himself up ready for a rant* “Look, you’ve got a fucking panda as a symbol – even those dozy fuckers can’t be bothered to shag to save themselves…why the fuck would I give you lot money? I’ll just look […]