I don't care what people say. You CANNOT write humour like this.
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It's from today's Sun, of course. The story is NOT the funny bit. Jimmy Pursey was always in the Beazer Homes League of Punk - one half-good song, and a long career doing nothing apart from appearing in the listings somehow. John Lydon on the other hand - what can you say about a man who fronted perhaps the most overrated band of all time, and whose idea of anarchy was becoming a property developer in the States?The only good record he ever took part in was Open Up by Leftfield, with the famous line "Burn, Hollywood, Burn" - and soon after that he had to suffer the poetic justice of seeing his Hollywood home burn down.
No, no, no - the humour is in what the Sun does best - Photoshopping. I laughed long and hard at the thought of these two aging punks going hammer and tongs in front of bemused machine-gun-toting security guards - while Leith's finest hammer out their greatest hits with gay abandon. Surely no embassy can top this, even if they have Ferrero Rocher on tap 24/7?
