BORIS Johnson claimed to have a Brexit deal that required no more effort than a Tesco Chicken Korma for One. Turned out to be bollocks. More like these:
A live chicken
Chickens need a lot of careful preparation before they are ready to go in the oven and come out succulent and delicious. Round Boris’s house it’s just him, Dom and their Brexit negotiating team staring at it and shouting ‘Get in the oven! Or we walk away!’
Salad is the least oven-ready foodstuff in the world because it’s not meant to go in the oven which turns it into a limp, brown mess. So slightly more oven-ready than Johnson’s Brexit deal and more palatable.
Your credit and debit cards
May as well be pools of plastic because sterling will no longer be a viable currency once the UK goes over the no-deal Brexit cliff. Will probably break the oven too, but you won’t have any food to cook in it anyway. Pot Noodles from now on. Government-issue.
If you had wet feet and someone you trusted told you to put them in the oven to dry off, you’d do it, right? If they were charming, and clownish, and funny and offered you £350m a week? Would you start suspecting they’d lied when your skin started to shrivel and burn?
Never cooked a turd? Then how do you know it’s a bad idea? Don’t believe the so-called experts, they’ve never done it either. No way will the stench will linger throughout your house for years to come, ruining your life. And no-deal Brexit will be awesome.