Gaypilot's identity is revealed:
Sunday Times (this coming Sunday, 2009)
Ginger Gay Bloke tells all:
"They were brutal. I had to share a room AND WEAR MATCHING OUTFITS with the other guys, who were quite sweet, especially the one from a shagfest called Sleaford."
GGB, in an exclusive to the Daily Pinko Commie Faggot went on to say,"I can't believe their brutality. They made me leave my pet love hamster at the Main Gate with a big nasty man called a SWO. Well, what's all that about? The gingers were put in a separate herding area and uniformed men threw stuff at them, egged on by posh people on horses.
This would not happen in Islington.
You're doing this because I'm ginger, not gay, isn't it?
Too right, you gwar ******.
Better get used to it, it's worse than any playground you've come from, but if you're a good bloke, batty boy or not, you will, er, see the world at least. And that's a promise. (world=afghanistan). Watch out for ladies who explode.