When jokes die.

 

An elderly man was stopped by the police in the early hours of the morning and is asked where he was going at that time of night.
The man replied "I am going to a lecture about alcohol abuse and the effects it has on the human body."
The police said "Really? Who is giving that lecture at this time of night?"
The man replied "My wife."
That's a joke at the moment. It won't be long before that joke no longer works because the police will be obliged to give that lecture themselves. Or maybe direct the tipsy codger to the nearest Puritan centre.
Next? Plain packaging for cereal packets. All those cartoon characters are making the cheeldren eat too much sugar.
The brain runs exclusively on glucose so you can't let the proles have any. They might work out that the 'experts' are talking utter shite.

 

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