Liberal Democrat leader in talks with bigboy.
This is how it is in adult democracies,
egotistical prats squabbling disastrously with each other.
Dr David Death, the floozy on the right, said, with a toss of his leonine mane, that Cameron was welcome to them, the Liberals. Load of lying fucked-up, spiteful cottagers and deranged Highland child molesters, said the smouldering old narcissist.
For his part, Lord David Abortion said that it was a woman's right to choose to be a Conservative and that's what they should all do. The old, two-party system is dead, that's why we are becoming Tories. Hurrah!
Lord Shirt, famous for overseeing the ten-fold budget over-run on the hideous, leaking Scottish Parliament - yes, tenfold, from fifty million to half a billion - said that he stood ready to serve his beloved Tory party, maybe as Minister of Public Works.
In a national emergency like this, it's all hands to the ironing board and I do feel it's my duty to place my considerable wardrobe of shirts, ties and hankies at the disposal of the nation.
Lord Sir David Steel, former MP, former joint-leader of the ShitEaters, journalist, abortionist and Speaker of the Tribesmens Parliament, ekes out his clutch of sinecures and pensions by lecturing on cruise ships, bless.