The London Ambulance. Unofficial. GIFTS

 The Gift for YOU. The LAGER TRAY

The Timmy Lager Tray  Not Actual Size.

Just £14.

Plus 28 subsequent installments of £32.50 plus post & packing £8.49

Not Actual Size as shown. Its much bigger.

Just released by Frank Linny Mint is this exquisite wipe-down Lager Tray.  Depicting Little Timmy outside Casualty, snugly lying in his own little puddle. Timmy farts, pukes, and when you squeeze his ear he says “F*** OFF”

As you balance your cans of Special Brew on the Little Timmy Lager Tray you can recall fond memories of how he ripped the condom machine from the wall and threw it at reception. And got nicked. Again.

Emelda Wilkinson – Sword Dip. Stk. DOA an “artist” who nobody has heard of, but internationally renowned for knocking up a load of old tosh, has lovingly crafted the “Timmy” in low grade PVC.  Each tray carries a certificate of worthlessness and every single tray bears the unique serial number 472 in a limited edition of at least three 40-foot containers from Taiwan.

Like Timmy himself, this tray can be smeared with lager, vomit and take-aways and leant against a wall in your home concealing a bladed weapon.

 

Your home is a shrine to all things ghastly. A loveless, slippered marriage drives you to collect this ghastly toot. Your spouse may go down the pub as well as Upminster. You probably hide bottles of Lidl’s finest £3:49 Sherry behind the sofa which you can swig from while reading “take a break”  Your hopeless example is probably why Timmy started nicking cars and doing a bit of whizz. Ah well, another early night with a Richard Gere video and the Suburban Karma-Sutra wondering why they won’t let you join the pay and play golf club. Offer only available to people prescribed with Lustral, Viagra or Valium. Thank You.

A Misterpastee production.