Annoying BBC Poetry adverts

[Harold_Shand]

Fucking Phil Jupitus, like he would let anyone take food off his table.

...and of course a tools man would be desperate for honey on his toast. And what sort of caff has runny honey on the table a £3 a bottle. Pah.

I'm confused by the message are the god awful working class here for the muse of the fat middle class? Is the honey a metaphor... is the working class actually taking the honey from the eager to please middle class and liberally spreading it on what he is actually entitled to... dry toast.

Is this campaign encouraging us hi-viz scum bags to gain enlightenment from the ever-giving BBC, the BBC responsible for all good things in the world? Thanks BBC, but I like Fried eggs and tomato sauce, not fucking honey, and you can stick Phil Jupitus back in the cupboard. Ta.
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BCF's 6th favourite poster 2009-2010

Harold_Shand's theory might be the best explanation.