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May 19, 2004
A dusty response?
Good to see our Illustrious Leader get the pelting he so richly deserves. Almost as good was the expression of real fear on the faces of his surrounding poodles as the dust cloud spread.
Just as well it was only purple coloured flour, or their fear might have been warranted.
One aside, I suppose - the House cleared faster than it would even if the barman had called "Last orders". Had it been anything really harmful, the overpaid and overly self-indulgent morons who rushed from the House would have spread it all over and ensured it got to the widest possible audience. Good stuff, really.
And just to add insult to injury - they called the fire service to come and deal with it. Considering that only minutes before he had been castigating the very same service for its refusal to lie back and enjoy being raped by him and his gang. Pretty rich really - especially coming from a middle class twit who spent his years at university - along with all the rest of his frontbench - digging up cricket pitches, smoking pot, and staging protests.
Fully qualified politician then. Anyone know where I can lay my hands on a well rotten ostrich egg? I have a certain specific target in mind and they certainly won't be able to brush that off in a hurry!
Posted by The Gray Monk at May 19, 2004 10:09 PM
Comments
Oy Pat - more haste, less speed. You have nearly as many typos there as I get in my normal posts - that is not like you :-)
Posted by: Ozguru at May 19, 2004 11:47 PM
Yup, shows I need some "anger management counselling" or whatever the latest fad is! Now tidied up and corrected! It was the fact that MT wouldn't respond when I tried to save it - or apparently wasn't responding. That's my excuse anyway - and I'm sticking to it!
Posted by: The Gray Monk at May 20, 2004 07:52 AM
Purple powder?
The save ourselves scramble perfected on the Titanic?
Calling out to those they berate for help in their time of crisis?
Wish I had of been there. Stooped over in the doorway. Quietly tieing my shoes.
Posted by: IXLNXS at May 20, 2004 09:07 PM