I wus eatin' a biscuit the other day, then I suddenly thought: "♥♥♥♥ this biscuit." Y'know what I mean? "I don't want a bourbon cream. ♥♥♥♥ off back to your biscuit tin." Then I thought: "What am I doin'? What have I become? Who the ♥♥♥♥ do I think I am? Do I ♥♥♥♥♥♥' want some?" Then I kicked the ♥♥♥♥ out of myself right there in the kitchen. Really gave me what for. It all felt a bit better after that.