Phil "Custard Pie" Woolas, who is critical of the ONS for letting the cat out of the bag over the number of foreigners the government have let in.
Cunt!
The Penguin
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Letting off steam. You don't have to like it or agree with it, it is written for my benefit and no one else's. Feel free to add comments if you choose. There will be no moderation. If you choose to post personal attacks, I may well leave them there, so that the bile can fester in the sunshine of my approval, as I regard it from the vantage point of the moral highground.
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Hoon of the Year, more like.
Arrogant cunt's got the intellect of an amoeba, but without the charm.
Nice phrase Dennis. Don't be too surprised if it is stolen!
On "Today" this morning, the BBC helped this Hoon's spinning efforts by concentrating on the "premature release of statistics" aspect rather than the statistics themselves. Perhaps, RP, you could consider creating a "Corporate Hoon" of the Day/Week/Month/Year.
Seems that Labour are working true to form. If there's some information been released that embarrasses the government, bitch moan and bully the source of the info into capitulation.
Andrew Gilligan was a victim, Damien Green was a victim, Fred Goodwin is currently being scapegoated and victimised.
Although putting the tone of Phil Woolas' rantings togther with the heavy-handed treatment of Damien Green, I do wonder if there's a huge immigration scandal that they're trying to keep under wraps.
Arrogant cunt's got the intellect of an amoeba, but without the charm.
Took me a moment to figure which member of our noble Government was meant there.
'Hoon's a polite way of putting it!
Phil Bumfluff, towering intellect, what's the problem?
Same as the Govt. front bench every single one of them overqualified. For Hoon of the day.
Actually thinking about it, that goes for all the MPs.
Shit, there aren't enough days in the year.
Phil Woolyarse was on the radio today moaning about The Office for National Statistics doing him up like a kipper.
He sounded like a schoolboy complaining about the big boy wot done it an' ran away, fucking Hoon.
A little rhyme to soothe and please you:
"cunt, cunt, cunt,
the penguin is a charmless cunt,
devoid of talent, a worthless cunt,
a spineless, nasty little cunt,
cunt, cunt, cuntity cunt.
cunt, cunt, cunt,
stupid, whiny, Paul Staines-rimming cunt,
cares not for what you say, but more for what you cunt,
a waste of a skin - a fuck-headed little cunt,
cunt, cunt, cuntity cunt."
Do I win a prize?
Ignore me and I'll go away sorry for intrupting snot my folt he made me.
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