People are still rumbling over David Cameron's emission admission - that he never pleasured himself to pictures of Lady Thatcher.
Strangely, this reminds me of an awful night at university, when, *very new* to all things gay, I met a member of Christ Church College Young Conservatives. He brought me a drink. Several drinks. "What an ugly man," I thought, "and why does my pint taste strange?"
Later, I woke up to discover I was losing my anal virginity underneath a picture of Maggie Thatcher.