Let's punch Paul McCartney in the face until he stops moving. Or we could just convince him that Heather Mills is the woman he truly loves and watch him slowly wilt as she sucks the life from him once again. Let's just inflict some kind of unfortunate discomfort upon him for this intensely annoying appearance in the new Itunes advert. You know he has a community nurse to bath him at this ripe age.

I just hope to god some winkly chick called Shelia or something who wears turtlenecks and works for Apple will pull this shit pronto. I bet Steve Jobs thought this one up himself, because it has all the pretentious bullshit that i've come to expect from that smug face!

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