Nanny state to take over your masturbation, says Labour

THE Labour party has confirmed the nanny state is to take over every aspect of your life, down to and including your self-abuse. 

The government yesterday announced it will be taking control of your diet, drinking, vaping, dentistry and onanism in a sweeping revolution, with the last subject to a 24-hour watchdog.

Health minister Wes Streeting, whose Ilford North constituents call him Wez Street ‘Ting, said: “For too long Britons have been tossing themselves off to whatever they like, however harmful.

“Whether borderline racist, avowedly misogynist or not updated since the 1990s, masturbation fantasies have been uncontrolled and deleterious to health. No more.

“From now on your wanking is controlled by quota according to region and restricted to a range of official fantasy scenarios. The days of Big Porn pushing users into unhealthy habits and unacceptable stepsister-based scenarios are over.

“Your schedule and fantasy will be sent to you by post. Follow it rigidly or expect a £1,000 statutory fine, with a £500 discount if paid within 14 days.”

Light at end of tunnel is that I'll stop being a twat, promises Starmer

THE prime minister has promised there is light at the end of the tunnel and it is that he will cease being a penny-pinching prick before the next election. 

In his speech at the Labour party conference, Starmer told Britain that he is only being a total arsehole now so he can surprise you with his kind-hearted generosity later.

He continued: “You’ve seen it in films, yes? Where the miserable old curmudgeon warms to the honest, fresh-faced child and opens his heart and wallet for a happy ending?

“Well, that same predictable story is about to unfold across the tapestry of a nation and four years. It’s just we’re in the long, dark, hopeless bit which I’m imposing on you for dramatic effect.

“Next year will be rough. I’d write off 2026 as well, honestly. 2027 you’ll be seeing a few glimmers and beginning to think ‘maybe this Starmer fellow isn’t so bad after all.’ By 2028 the drinks are on me, and by May the year after I’m your best f**king mate.

“Regretfully, we cannot reach this hard-won rapprochement without my being an utter bastard for the next two years. I will take heating from pensioners, benefits from the sick and toys from babies. I’m going to stamp on you until hope is a dirty word.”

Voter Nathan Muir said: “Always good to know we’ve got years of officially scheduled misery ahead. That way there’s no surprises.”