Angry, Anxious Email Man

I've been writing some white hot complaints to BT at the moment. Still not got my bit of broadband started. I can't get away from it. It just gets me so angry that we're like living a country. We can't get shit like that. The good, fine email man. It's not gotten anything done. So I walk back into the living room at 4.45 a.m. Put a TV back on. Some fucking channel like Dave or something which is running like comedy repeats. Adbreak. First ad break. First advert. Water raid. Help some people to get water. But you were too hot. Because you were too heat. No. You weren