The trouble is I feel like I should say something vaguely political about the general election result like everyone else on the whole entire internet, and yet do you know what? I had circa three seconds of sleep so I can’t really be arsed. Also, I’ve got room spin from constantly clicking between Facebook and Twitter.

My Facebook feed is going something like this: ‘BLOODY GOOD SHOW. Well done Dave. Let’s all meet for a celebratory claret – last one in the pub’s a rotten egg! Floreat Etona! Ha ha!’

My Twitter feed is more: ‘What the actual fucking fuck? Everything’s fucked. I’m fucked. You’re fucked. We’re all fucked. This is the fucking end.’

But that’s democracy for you. So, as a total cop out, can I point you to THIS on the Daily Mash, which has been even more excellent than usual in the past 24 hours.

Also I like the Huffington Post’s pie chart very much:

Happy weekends everyone, whether you’re a braying Tory chin OR a left-wing pop singer making social media threats about emigrating…