So, there’s some kind of royal get together happening where the UK spends shit loads of money on paying a really posh guy to marry some semi-posh-ish punani he met at university. It’s like a fairy tale come true, if fairy tales were all about posh shits getting a free wedding from the plebs. Which I suppose they are.

Anyway, much more exciting than some boring upper class shit-fest is this film. Carved from a ball of cheddar with dead trees playing the parts of Will.i.Ain’t and Kate Middle-Class-Ton, it looks like it’s the greatest film since…that TV movie about a mother overcoming her alcoholism to become a crack addict.