That's an acronym, for 'Seasonal Affective Disorder', and some of you chaps may be suffering from it now as the dark nights draw in. I'm only a moderate sufferer, as I'm not a puff, but I would like to raise awareness of the condition/disease/illness/virus/disability/impairment/affliction/mutation (delete as applicable) in case anyone feels a bit delicate. Or, of course, if you feel like you hate the world and all its darkness, and want to LASH OUT at innocent things, like pigeons. Or pensioners. It's not you, it's the 'SAD'. However, you must resist these urges! No involuntary crying. No wrinkly-slapping. No negative thoughts. I don't want to see plooms of pigeon feathers rising into the sky as another one gets kicked by an adversely affected sufferer. No, I don't. And I don't want to see my city's streets being clogged up by weepy emos. Man up, bro! If you want my advice, get yourself to Hull Fair and buy some brandy snap. That should see you 'reet for at least 2 days. We all hate winter (that's a scientifically proven, indisputable fact), but don't take it out on others, hey. If you're struggling, and need help, let me know. I'm your friend, and I'm here to support you. I might even write a leaflet. I have literally nothing better to do. Party Hull! ***This has been personal plea from the Outreach Branch of the Party Hull! franchise***
IF only they still deported criminals to sunny Australia I would go out in morning and nick an apple . Tiss freezing in Filey tonight , and winters not even started yet !!
