Wednesday, April 04, 2007

My Role in The Present Crisis

With Iranian President Ahmadinejad announcing this morning that the captured Royal Navy personnel will soon be freed, I think it is time for me to reveal the part I played in winning their liberty.

The eagle eyed among you may have noticed a diminution in the quality of recent posts. This is because it wasn't me posting, but rather a cunning doppelganger by the name of Hiram Tanktop. Mr. Tanktop's sterling work allowed me to slip away unnoticed to Tehran, where I have been rampaging through the halls of the Iranian Foreign and Security Ministries in my union jack underdrawers (no air conditioning, alas), screaming "Release the British Seamen!"

Obviously, my plain British spunk was too much for them.

I was shocked to see that the Iranian's had taken our lads' uniforms and dressed them in these boilersuits.


msdee said...

Wow! You're quite the hero:)
And you have a great imagination too

mainelife said...

Nice Work, Weasel. If only Jimmy Carter had the benefits of your heroics....

FlyingRodent said...

I can't believe that, in considering this myself, the innuendo passed over my head.

Shame on me.

weasel said...

This might be the dirtiest post I have ever written, and everyone still thinks I'm a nice little Brit toff. There might be something to what Stephen Fry had to say the other week.

Margaret Evans Porter said...

I blush to admit I understood, would've done even without the Woody Allen illustration, and let out a most unladylike guffaw.
Well done, you!
Thanks, as ever, for the laugh. You're very reliable.