I had a dream last night that I was in a nightclub at closing time. The lights had been turned on and the bouncers were walking onto the dance floor to clear everybody out.

At that point one guy’s bowels exploded, sending blood, shit and internal organs flying all over the wooden surface. He didn’t seem to care that much and just waddled off to the toilet to check the damage.

I think this was a metaphor for Brexit.

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