Anyway, I now have to wonder if I haven't found another, even more deserving candidate: Kevin (sic) Pietersen, the incredibly good-looking, world-famous, star celebrity leading cricketer. Oh, boy: I can think of so many new and amusing things to do with a cricket stump and a pair of bails.
That so much conceit should be concentrated in one man goes against nature, but there is one consolation: the more often Pietersen is out for a duck, the quicker I use up my monthly allowance of unlovely schadenfreude. And that's a bit more of a public service than a fatwa, which was - even I have to admit - a bit over the top.
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