Wednesday 6th February 2008. Time 1200hrs. Place, the House of Commons.
Scene. 600plus grovelling pieces of arse droppings cavorting, mumbling, snivveling up the backside of an inept Prime Minister, ably assisted by an inarticulate, unintelligible semi literate Speaker who has forgotten that he is supposed to be the Peoples representative and not a shop steward for Labour back-benchers, confronted by an opposition terrified to let the genie of truth out of it's bottle in case their malfeasance is made aware to the few anorachs who watch this weekly farse.
Little wonder the masses have turned off to Politics.
Gordon Broon - incapable of answering a simple question.
Glasgow Mick - incapable of reminding the PM it is supposed to be Prime Minister Questions, question to the PM not from the PM.
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