Thursday, 9 April 2009

Brown On Brown

Wednesday, 8 April 2009

Gordon Brown Has Broken Down

Monday, 6 April 2009

Too Busy To Hold An Election!

Apparently our esteemed Prime Minister the unelected, one eyed, pant pissing lardy arse is far too busy to hold a General Election just now.

You're having a fucking giraffe aren't you?

Too busy! Too fucking busy!

Scared fucking shitless more like.
Kacking his oversized pants (makes a change from pissing them) because not even that deluded twat can possibly think he can win a General Election after pushing our Country over the precipice of an economic cliff.

Unbelievably the Rt.Hon. Gordon Brown man munching mound of margarine, thinks that he can win a snap General Election by capitalising on his "G20 summit bounce" in the opinion polls. Who the fuck did they consult for this poll? Him?

"I am not going to get into talk about dates" he said, "We have got to show people how we can take the country through this difficulty."

Fuck the fuck off.
We can already see the evidence of what you are capable of.
And we don't fucking care much for it.

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As for hopeless Hattie Harman, she is fucking convinced that she is going to be the next party leader of the equally hopeless NuLabore. 

Apparently the man hating minge muncher is already trying to persuade slippery Jack Straw to be her leadership campaign manager.

Yes that's right.

The very same twat that managed Gordoom's and Bliar's leadership campaigns and look where that fucking got us all.

Fuck the fuck off, the whole pathetic lot of you!

That is all.

Cash in the Attic

. . . . and the bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, lounge
and even the fucking garden!



Even more details of that despicable cash cow Jacqui Smith and her husband Dirty Dick's tax payers money spending spree have emerged in the Sunday Sexpress.

The whole outrageous £150,000 list of expenses that those two twats have been creaming off us all, on top of their generous annual salaries, (Wacqui £142,000 and Wackoff £40,000) is detailed in the paper, room by room.

I won't go into each individual item here but the approximate totals for each room are as follows:

Kitchen £2336

Bathroom £1218

Living Room £2815

Bedroom £815

Garden £2210

General Services £3896

 . . . and, as if that wasn't enough, for the last five years they have also managed to syphon off another huge pile of our hard earned cash by banging receipts in for all the following:

Mortgage £54249

Utility Bills £9881

Council Tax £4488

Home Insurance £1990

Cleaning £12000

Internet £13617

TV Licence £680


Absolutely fucking astounding isn't it.

I am sick and fucking tired of this dictatorial, duplicitous drongo telling us all what to do and how to behave whilst the fat arsed sponger and her cock waving husband are jerking us off for every fucking penny that they can get their grubby little hands on.

I will not let up on this poor excuse for an MP until she has been jackbooted out of office and dragged herself, and that equally loathsome husband of hers, back under a fucking stone where they both belong.

That is all!

Sunday, 5 April 2009

Great Britain is Drowning

Here is an excellent video nasty that I've picked up from The Screech.

A brilliant friggin' piss take of the one-eyed, snot gobbling, pant pissing, unelected fat fuck Gordoom Brownfinger and his useless bunch of troughing, totalitarian twats.

Saturday, 4 April 2009

Fuck the Fuck Off!

Wednesday, 1 April 2009