Islands In The Stream: the songs twat couples call 'their song'

DOES a generic love song made to shift units adequately describe your devoted relationship? Is it one of these? 

God Only Knows by The Beach Boys

One of the greatest love songs ever written, and what moved Brian Wilson to write it? The ill-advised fling you had with the colleague you shagged in the disabled bathroom of a karaoke bar after a work party? Which got you pregnant and now you’re married? Yes, your love born of rutting against an ability-assistance handrail was Wilson’s muse.

Islands In The Stream by Kenny Rogers and Dolly Parton

Openly inspired by you and your underwhelming boyfriend Jake, who’s the weekend manager of Sainsbury’s Local in Solihull. Your tepid mismatched love will forever have this as a song because it was on when you first snogged him when the boy you liked got off with your mate.

I Want to Know What Love Is by Foreigner

Self-evidently the spiritual anthem of virgins everywhere, you and your wife have co-opted this song to describe your bleak marriage. Works if you define ‘love’ as ‘silently watching recorded episodes of The Chase after spending 20 arguing about the recycling.’

You’re Beautiful by James Blunt

What are the odds that one song could perfectly express that you find your partner broadly sexually appealing? It’s such a unique opinion for anyone in a relationship to hold. Amazing that James Blunt came up with a song which so perfectly encapsulates such profoundly original feelings.

Perfect by Ed Sheeran

Read the lyrics to this and try and spot a cliche. You can’t. From dancing in the dark barefoot on the grass to ‘she shares my dreams’ to ‘now I know I have met an angel’, it’s groundbreaking and it belongs to you and Charlie. Until you find out about her affair with Jordan at crossfit and they have it as their song instead.

Neighbours who f**king hate each other holding Jubilee street party

A GROUP of neighbours who loathe one another are holding a Jubilee street party out of spite.

Residents on a Colchester housing estate have been locked in an intricate network of bitter feuds for years, and are going ahead with a massive public get-together celebrating the Queen’s Platinum Jubilee as an act of warfare.

Mary Fisher of 34 Snowberry Grove said: “The local Facebook group is all sunshine and happiness, with an unignorable subtext of 45-year grudges and deep-seated hatred.

“When the idea for a street party was first floated by that twat in number 12 nobody wanted to back down. Instead we escalated the conflict with the threat of bunting, cakes, and long trestle tables to sit around despising one another.

“The bitchfest of the century is on. Come the day we’ll all be snidely remarking on each other’s tacky outfits and OTT patriotism. It’ll be like clapping for the NHS all over again.”

Martin Bishop of number 12 said: “Once the party is in full swing I’m going to make a noise complaint to the police. Watching them pack up early and head indoors will be the highlight of my year.

“Serve them right for laughing at my mum’s fairy cakes at the Silver Jubilee. Well who’s laughing now?”