…Yes. For as Igor sat, idly doing a ‘bamboozler for the undead’ level Sudoku in his hovel First Capital Connect driver’s cab he pondered for a moment on one of life’s eternal questions. ‘What setting shall I use for the air conditioning / heating’ on this here chariot of steel?’
‘Why! We’re in the middle of a balmy spell and it is a mere 14 degrees centigrade. I had better set the controls to MEDIUM ROAST.’
Soon, I shall melt all the commuters into a big pool of goo and use it to lubricate my model helicopter. Bastards. Bastards. Evil bastards.
I tell you — it was hotter than the bottom of a MacBook in there. And that’s hot, mashter.
