Hey! There's no hurry! See, Neocon, it has to look like a little health trouble... Here's my favourite ''screenplay'': As you know, Lady M. Thatcher, who's always been a big fan of Augusto, is likely to visit her ageing lunch partner on a regular basis. Let's assume that every sunday afternoon Lady Thatcher pays Pinochet a courtesy visit; obviously, as you can imagine, she doesn't come along empty-handed!
Actually, she brings her old pal a pack of his favorite tea blend! Russian Caravan Tea, that is. From The Royal Windsor Tea Company, here's the link:
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At this point, it's all too easy for British secret services MI5 --see, I'm not gonna blame MOSSAD on that one!-- to drop a couple of ''treated'' bags in Lady Thatcher's purchase. A few droplets of 100%-pure nicotine might fill the bill... Augusto's a smoker, isn't he? And Pinochet's next Russian Caravan might have a bumpy drive indeed! Hey, the guy's 83 years old anyway! |
