The court Jester
'I don't want to be a member of the
House of Lords. I will not accept it,'
Just in case you missed that:-
'I don't want to be a member of the
House of Lords. I will not accept it,'
May 2010, Guess who?
"I welcome the opportunity to continue to campaign in Parliament for
jobs, social justice and the environment as well as to hold this Con-Lib
government to account."
"I bet there's some crackin' seckerties in th'ouse of Lards cant' wait for 'em givin' me staff of office a quick rub over and polishin' me desk and I'll still be able to claim for owt I want. Beats fuckin' workin' dunnit?" "Well I think it does I've never done any mesself. I were a tea lad on a ferry once. Terrible 'ard job that were, riskin' life an' limb with all that rollin' an' pitchin' and tossin.' Fair made you want to puke up your pies. "The tossin' were all right though, come to think of it." "Me and Pawline like live in a 'alf tempered 'ouse at moment. If I can fiddle claim a right lot on th' exes I'll gerrit done all over, then I can put me cote of arms over t' door." "It's a right work o' fart. It 'as three short planks rampant, over a mound of porcine ordure (worrever that is),pierced by a small arrer. Th'eralds tell me that signifies a tiny prick, the whole is surrounded by an 'alo of thirteen meat and potato pies en gravy (or lunch as I call it). Me motty motter along the bottom reads, Janus et Anus Sum."
My Lords Ladies and Gentlemen I give you, (and you're welcome to him), the fat, two faced, ignorant, bullying piece of secretary shagging shite:
Lord Piecrust of Mount Temple - on - D'esque.
Otherwise known as 'THE MOUTH OF THE HUMBER'
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