Sunday

Another triumph for the elf'n'safety headbangers/October 7th 2011.

Richie - I must say Old Wob, dressed in fishnets, wig and one of Mrs Bob's best frocks, had a tip top time at the Tory conference. During the morning I'd sit snoozing in the main half-filled hall with all the other half-baked delegates before retiring for a snifter or three ahead of the main afternoon speech. The Tory thought-police would be out in force before these speeches, trying to whip the faithful into a frenzy with all the vigour of Stalin's commissars but it was a hard job Rich to get enthusiastic about this nonsense and especially Shamcam's rambling dirge about highlighter pens. Even worse was Gideon's speech which dashed any hope of salvation from the upcoming economic Armageddon. And with today's news that the govt is moving away from guaranteeing bank savings, I'll be off to withdraw my stash in order to hide it under the bed! Little wonder that Tory delegates were engaged in gargantuan bouts of boozing! With this bunch of incompetents in charge we're doomed I say DOOMED!

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