custard pie

A campaigner hurled green custard at a British Minister to protest the building of a new runway at the Heathrow. The Minister walked away (to get a towel presumably and lick the smudges). The chap who hurled a shoe at Bush is still languishing in an Iraqi jail. I suppose a custard is sweeter and gentler than a shoe. Zor ka jhatka dheere se lage?
I would have loved to hurl something nasty at Musharraf for telling a pack of lies and showing attitude at the India Today Conclave yesterday. I wonder why none of the esteemed guests did. Perhaps they were wondering what would be a suitable object that would send the message. Anything is too good for a scum like him.