If you were of a saintly disposition, you might feel a slight twinge of sympathy for The Great Unelected Saviour Of The World, Jonah McBroon. Luckily I'm not and I don't, but when you look around his "Government Of All The Talents" you have to wonder how the fuckwit has managed to pick such a bunch of cretins and scoundrels.
Where to start?
Tessa Jowell, now mired in the Gould-gate Bribery Scandal, whose blatant attempt to distance herself from her sleazebag husband, now convicted of bribery, fooled no-one.
Ed Balls, "so weak" and tainted by his close association with Damian McBride as well as his "interesting" domestic arrangements, whose attempts to blame everyone else over the SATS fiasco have returned to bite his sorry arse.
Mrs Timney, definitely well past her sack-by date, incompetent as well as corrupt and greedy.
David "Banana" Millipede, the most useless and inept Foreign Secretary ever, even in a group that includes Margaret Becket.
Geoff Hoon, whose very name has acquired a certain cachet, universally reviled trough-pig sucking on BAA's cock.
Jack "The Slippery Weasel" Straw, floating like a greased turd on the scummy surface of the Whitehall cesspit, contaminating everything he touches while accepting no responibility for the filthy mess he leaves in his wake.
Alastair Darling, apparently happy to go down in the history books as the weakest and most useless Chancellor ever because he is too scared to say "NO!" to the snot-gobbler.
Lord Voldemort, a clever man but damaged goods because of his past misdemeanours and mistakes.
Harriet Harpy, delusional and treacherous champagne socialist, consumed by her daft ambitions and feminazism.
Hazel Blears, nasty shrill ginger midget without an opinion of her own.
Tommy "Two Dinners" Watson, who is apparently fond of a curry, presumably to mask the taste of Gordon's cock.
I could go on, but I feel a bit nauseous.
The Penguin
7 comments:
Bollocks! I've just brought my Cornflakes back up . . .
What a great way to start a Monday morning. Nice post :)
New name for blears..how about "The Ginger Killer"?
Hazel Blears,a chap in Manchster hung himself after recieving a £3,000 legal bill from this fuckers department,his case was thrown out on a technicality. I just wish we could throw this fucker out of an aircraft at 30,000 feet
Blogged about that earlier, also asked Iain Dale if that altered his hero-worship of the ginger cunt.
That fucking Blears must be the most annoying yappy bastard in the UK. Imagine being married to the little ginger twat.
I was fine until I reached your Watson description. The mental image made me feel a bit sick.
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