I think on the seventh day, God was running around, going, Oh, my God! What havent I? Rwanda! I better create Rwanda! Sorry, havent quite done that The Tower of Pisa! Oh, its leaning Oh, shi done! Toilets in French camping sites there we go. English football hooligans there we go, whatever that is Mrs. Thatchers heart there we go oh, fuck that! I know, Ill put a stone in, thatll work! There we go<br/><br/>The next week, I think, people are coming back, going, <br/>Rwanda doesnt work very well; infrastructures fucked.