The chronicles of Ruin, continued.
Call me Ishmael said....intelligence is knowing what to do when you don't know what to do.
Anonymous said... When I don't know what to do,I come here.
10 September 2009 22:59
The only positive I can dredge up regarding this "woman" is that she is married to TCL Blair. And I imagine she nags him to buggery - I hope so.Truly, Tony & Imelda are a metaphore for the age we live in.
What a Sunday morning start, nearly brought my breakfast up,can you please photoshop a bag on her head.
Must confess that my initial thoughts were quite mysoginistic regarding a $20 dollar whore but that's not right, shame on me. But whoever her fucking stylist is/was needs taking out back and shooting.
Or, Mr HenryJ: could you please photoshop a head on this bag.
" 31 October 2010 08:39Blogger Dick the Prick said... Must confess that my initial thoughts were quite mysoginistic regarding a $20 dollar whore but that's not right, shame on me. But whoever her fucking stylist is/was needs taking out back and shooting."Be fair, the stylist has at least presented something that has a vaguely humanoid appearance. If anything needs shooting.....well need I say more...?
Not Imelda but In Aldi
Did you HAVE to post that picture?
How did the story end? Presumably, as usual, with Imelda making a heavily veiled hint about how it would be simply lovely if she could simply have everything for free, what with them all being so lovely and everything, and then walking out of the shop without paying.
A matter of public safety, mr elby. Best be careful out there; she might still come a-knocking on your door, cavernous gob terrifyingly wide-open, trick-or-treating, penny-for-the-Guying or just demanding money with menaces, she does have a precious young family to support, unlike so many people in the Middle East and South Asia, their children roasted, in part at her own urging.Commenting on this piece of shit, I can easily lay down anti-misogyny's burden, mr dtp; whilst not solely Ruin's authors these two have whored the office of prime minister like none before, the UK seen, surely, by decent people outside MediaMinster, as a poxed-up greedy trollop, soliciting beneath Uncle Sam's flickering lamp post, a sign around her neck - I'll do anything4money, innit?
It's one of those 'What happened next?' images, isn't it? Fur coat, meat, a bit of witchery... She gets savaged to death when her coat comes back to life and attacks her! Now that's what I call Good News.
That is an amazing display of pumpkin carving.
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