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
Yes, thanks, every one a winner. Hard to think that we pay, still, for the security on these verminous gangsters whilst Imelda prepares to clean up on NHS privatisations, sorry, reforms, and Tony brings his skills to the human-rights beacon that is Kazakhstan.
Security man (thinking): shall I give 'em 2 each, or switch to automatic and give 'em the full mag?
ReplyDeleteMan on right leaving Bow Streets magistrates court after being fine £40 for public indecency.
ReplyDeleteWomen on left says 'It's all a vast right-wing conspiracy. As I was only saying to Sarah, Ffyon and Mrs Fox...'
Unseasonably warm autumn weather causes parasite infestation in London.
ReplyDeleteIs that a pay phone behind them or has she got a slot meter as well as a slot gob ?
Road-testing XXXL butt-plugs is all in a day's work for Sonny & Cher.
ReplyDeleteThe past isn't dead. It isn't even past.
ReplyDeleteSome bastard stuck £50k in to the Pay Here meter and they went in to their pavement act.
ReplyDeleteRepentant criminals arrive at Dignitas to do the decent thing.
ReplyDeleteYes, thanks, every one a winner. Hard to think that we pay, still, for the security on these verminous gangsters whilst Imelda prepares to clean up on NHS privatisations, sorry, reforms, and Tony brings his skills to the human-rights beacon that is Kazakhstan.
ReplyDeleteAnd she still can't dress herself properly. Is that an anti-radiation suit?
ReplyDelete"Hello. Fuck you all very much indeed. Yes, we got away with it all now piss off out of the way, we have some very important money to collect"
ReplyDeleteSwear to god, rampant entitlement oozing from every pore of the pair of them.