There's nothing like the freedom of having a car, trapped in a traffic jam, being forced to watch adverts. At least you won't notice all the cyclists going past you.
He doesn't mind. He was originally "Slinki", (and still is at the vet's - who told us he was a girl), but he kept farting, so it made sense to change his informal name. He's also known as "Binky", "Bonky", "Stonky", or even "Binky Bonky Boo", and he really doesn't care as long as you scritch him under the chin.
How about bombing schools? Oh no, that's been done hasn't it?