Oh dear, what a fucking shame. The unelected ex prime mentalist with a penchant for snot gobbling, pant pissing and buffing glass eyes is still awaiting his leaving present from his former Cabinet colleagues fucktards.
And apparently .... get this ..... it's being cited as the reason for his total lack of enthusiasm to keep in touch because they neglected the tradition of having a whip around for him when he stepped down was fucked the fuck off as prime minister. Aww bless, he's feeling unloved and unappreciated.
Well we can't have that now can we. So .... following an excellent suggestion by one of our regular commentors, here, I think we ought to put forward a list of suitable ideas for leaving presents, for the economy fucking, self centered, freedom fucking, decision dodging, war mongering, bully boy of an ex prime mentally mong.
Money no object, we're not paying for a change, the super rich ex-cabinet members can dig into their sizable, tax payer funded pockets for a change ;-)
I'm going with my previously mentioned F.O.A.D. gun and a bottle of ridiculously over priced single malt Glenfiddich. They can afford it.
How about you?
Don't forget to be imaginative and above all do your worst!
He'd probably miss. The one eyed cunt.
ReplyDeleteI do enjoy a good old fashioned Fry-up ..
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A giant sized bag of marbles for when his eye pops out.
ReplyDeleteI expected Gordo's colleagues to give him a hand grenade.
ReplyDeleteThey presented him with the grenade, but kept the pin. Then ran like f#ck.
A piece of rope tied into a nice decorative <span>bow</span> noose - most useful, practical and inexpensive present. ;) :-P :-D
ReplyDeleteSuicidal quantity of crack cocaine for Gordon.
ReplyDeleteSome decades ago my Office Manager left, the usual crowd of bum lickers put up a list of staff and how much they had contributed to the Old Cow/Queen Bees' leaving present. Banned's little tick box was notable by it's emptyness, the fucker never did me any favours.
It's hard to recall a Prime Minister so villified in the histrory of the universe, so he'll be remembered for something even though it may not be saviour of the world.
ReplyDeleteI propose to buy him a copy of Tony Blair's memoirs.
I would personally provide him with a rope.
ReplyDeleteAlthough I'm not totally cruel. I would give him a dummy, a nappy and a rocking horse so he could play on that whilst picking his nose for an hour or so beforehand. How nice of me.
I'll give Gordo a present of rat poison, since he's such vermin.
ReplyDeleteI like all the other presents too, ropes, the chair, the gun, etc.
That's the fucker!
ReplyDeleteThose were the days ..... " grab yerself a scotch and tell yer bird to shut it!"
.... and then smack him around the face with it, hopefully.
ReplyDeleteNIce to hear Gordon is doing fuck all for his constituents then whilst enjoying a life of luxury at our expense.
ReplyDeleteThe cunt.
You're just getting too soft Mr Reaper!
ReplyDeleteThat'd be a nice slow painful exit. Value for money I'd call it ;)
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