Our father, who art in prison, only mum know's his name, thy riots come, read it in the Sun, in Birmingham, as it is in London. Give us this day our welfare bread & forgive us our looting, as we're happy to loot those who defend stuff against us. Lead us not into employment, but deliver us free housing, for thine is the spliff, the blackberry & the lager, forever & ever ........... innit.

It is basically saying the exact opposite message of the real Lord's prayer. And yes, it is funny.

Ha - it's kind of cruelly apt. And I'm not very sympathetic towards the looters, so I'm quite happy to poke fun at them.

Haha I'm not AT ALL sympathetic towards any single one of them and they deserve to be severely punished!!


(...i feel quite strongly haha)

To be honest.. neither am I. i was just talking in my usual waffly way