This week has been a bad week for Burmese, but a good day for George Orwell.
But whether its the earthquakes in Burma, or the hurricanes in china, it has been a bad week for all.
Of course it has been a good week for Orwell, but that's got nothing to do with my article.
This article is written with the Burmese in mind, they are a strong people, much like Hilary Clinton, although less of a bitch and more of a people.
Anyway hoar's aside. Anyone reading this has had a better day than most Burmese have ever had.
Therefore I would like to ask all those who read this that they starve there selves for a day, then throw a massive barbecue. Not off your roof, find a descent sized cliff at least, and while your throwing it think of the Burmese.
Note: this article has nothing to do with the breeding of cats, or in fact any form of cat, unless it is from Burma, but not if it is Burmese.
