A really menacing brown envelope has just landed on the doorstep of Mr Bean's

[itsfredtitmus]

The DWP repeatedly failed to follow their own safeguarding procedures throughout this period of appointing Mr. Bean another appointee, because apparently a Teddy can do shit nothing for advocating someone through the Kafka-esque trapping of the benefit system, even though they knew the claimant (Mr. Bean) was useless and had a history of delusions (fucker thinks his Teddy can understand him, just put him out of his misery!)

"Well, Teddy, it appears we are absolutely cunt-fucked now! Suicide is the only possible reply to this misadventure of bureaucratic redtape nonsense! Off we pop, go on! Get the pills!" Both dead. Dead. Dead.

[itsfredtitmus]

I can imagine those who knew Mr. Bean pouring his ashes down the toilet, crapping on them and flushing the Mount Everett of fecal mountain down the sewers (where it rightfully belongs)