Sorry, but this is suicide. Do this once and your nickname is something like 'Mingebag Beans Face' or 'Farty Tightarse' until the day you die. This is why everyone spends hundreds on the right clothes etc at football. You step out of line and you're finished.
Lawrence Fox, you snivelling ginger-haired shit-stirrer, with that smug posh scowl like a constipated toff mid-fuck and your whiny actor whine. Fake thespian grifter, riding the anti-woke cash train while your Reclaim Party flops harder than your limp luvvie boner turned right-wing wank. Talentless twat, flip-flopping from lefty to gammon faster than a whore dodging the clap—go crawl back up your own entitled arse, you irrelevant has-been. No one gives a flying fuck.