This septegenarian with permanently youthful hair has been infecting the Z list celebrity world in Britain for at least four decades in various guises. Whether he is jogging,granting wishes, drinking tea,or putting you in a head lock,Jimmy Savile just can't be ignored.
The odd thing is that everyone seems to find him hateful and creepy,yet give them a cigar shaped object and they're off doing impressions of yorkshire's most vicious hospital porter! How can a man that makes oedipus look amateurish,by keeping his dead mother for three days be so cherished by the british public? I really have no idea, but the Savile steamroller plows on. Even after major heart surgery, he decided to jog up a mountain...for charity! BASTARD!
Well,I have had enough of it! I don't condone murder,of course not, but I just want to help him along to the great fun-run in the sky! So,if you see him about,I want you to make sudden loud noises behind him,you know...bursting balloons,sneezing,the "WHOO-HOO!" from that blur song,or give him a taste of his own medicine...by yodelling as hard as you can without any warning.
UHeeUHeeeUHHH!!!!!! That should see him off!
