There's still Anthrax Island, says Braverman

SUELLA Braverman has found an ideal alternative destination for asylum seekers, the former biological warfare testing ground Anthrax Island.

The outcrop, real name Gruinard Island, has resisted various attempts to decontaminate it but is now supposedly safe, although it has the minor drawback of being completely barren with no means of sustaining life.

Braverman said: “I’ve carried out an in-depth risk assessment on Google, and I’m fairly sure there’s no deadly bacteria. And if there is, well, it’s saving taxpayers’ money on living allowances. 

“How bad can a touch of anthrax be, anyway? Sure, all the sheep died in agony from necrotic lesions, but humans aren’t sheep. It’s like flu, I expect. Man flu.

“The complete absence of shelter, trees, infrastructure and edible plants means there’s plenty of space for all our illegal immigrants. Voters will be relieved to know there’ll be no more free pizza and they can eat a diet more appropriate to their budget, ie. raw puffins.

“Don’t get me wrong. We’re not just going to abandon them in freezing temperatures with no food or water. They’ll be given a Twix. Fun-size, obviously.”

A Labour spokesperson said: “Another day, another failed Tory immigration policy. We’d send them to the island in Battle Royale where they all fight to the death. Please vote for us, racists.”

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Woman on dating app gets more attention in single morning than men get in whole life

A WOMAN who has been on a dating app for a single morning has received more interest than any man would in his entire pathetic life.

Lauren Hewitt only signed up to Tinder a few hours ago, but has already been sent more lame chat-up lines, eyes emojis and unsolicited explicit photographs than a male would get in 80 years.

She said: “I thought I might have got a few likes. Double figures if I was lucky. After all, the main photo on my profile is me pouting at the camera in a bikini. I know what I’m doing.

“But when I opened the app, the number of people who’d swiped right was frantically ratcheting up like the readings on my smart meter. I had no idea there were 23,498 and counting desperate, lonely men living near me.

“It was flattering but also a bit overwhelming, like trying to mentally picture infinity. I couldn’t imagine that many blokes hunched over their phones, their grubby little thumbs furiously working away in pursuit of a shag.

“Am I really that hot or do men swipe right on everybody and see what sticks? Or perhaps they’re deluged with women wanting sex immediately too? Yes, that’s probably what happens.”

82-year-old Martin Bishop said: “My wife of 60 years smiled at me once in 1987. Since then I’ve been ignored like a charity mugger.”