TROUGHERS BEWARE! THE HUNT IS ON!

TROUGHERS BEWARE! THE HUNT IS ON!
WHAT BIG TEETH YOU HAVE! Bigger, sharper teeth than our ramblings in the on-line Oldham Evening Chronicle, which are being strangled by ever increasing censorship or moderation as they call it. We, the people of this town have no collective public voice to shout on our behalf, willing to question and challenge the lunacy visited upon us by the numpties in The Tower Of Babble, various thieving MPs, the legions of PC police at GMP, PAT'S, PACT'S, academy lovers, transport 'experts', vastly overpaid Council Officers from Charlie Chuckles downward, quangoes, placemen, do-gooders, do-badders, tree huggers, Brussels and Alcock! You get the idea? We intend to remedy this via the revamped Pigsticker. Now with added fibre. If any of you out there want to join us in restoring the town to it's former pleasant aspect, please feel free to submit articles. No moderation on this site!

Monday, August 1, 2011

....AND THIS LITTLE PIGGY WENT ..... W££££! ...... All the way to Oldham!


Charley 'Turd' Parker

13th October 2008. That's the day he started 'work'.Chief Executive OMBC.  Has anyone noticed the acceleration into grim decay and despair since that fateful day? Every fucking thing he's touched since his arrival has turned to shit in his hands. He's cost us millions on umpteen ill-advised schemes. His advice on most things he has stuck his oar into has been detrimental to this town, e g Vance Miller. The man is incompetent. What qualifications does he have apart from a cosying up arrangement with English Partnerships? £213,000 per annum we are paying him. Is he willing to take a pay cut to help out in our time of need? Is he fucking hell and that's no! To the moronic single celled life-forms on our council he probably stands out as a fountain of all knowledge and a shining beacon to guide them through the murky ooze. To the rest of us he is a perpetually smiling snake-oil salesman, a con artist in the Blair mould. He rapidly padded out his empire shortly after his arrival with the appointment of several arse lickers and sacrificial lambs. He has achieved nothing in the nearly three years he has been sponging off us but he talks a good game. He sits in his (refurbished at our expense) office in the Tower of Babble collecting his overblown paycheck and adding thousands to his pension while the town goes to hell in a handcart and the citizens of this once proud town struggle along with less and less each passing year.
Do you remember the local headlines when he got the job?  'Best man for the job.' 'You have to pay top money if you want the best.' 'We are very lucky to get him.'  Lucky???  Fuck me, I'm glad we didn't get a fucking dead-leg! We would have been in the shit by now.

We need to get rid of the smarmy fucker ASAP otherwise there will be fuck all left of this town to ruin further. 


How did we come to choose the wanker? Ah! There's a tale. Little Jimmy Pudden Face conducted the interviews for the position. All good 'ole boys together eh? A little bit 'ere a little bit there! A lot of mutual backscratching. Did anyone hear of any other candidates for the job or was it another Lie-bour shoo-in?  Oh by the way these were the interviews where little Jimmy Pudden Face demanded another £600 in expenses on top of the £22,000 he was already getting plus his other job.  The Lie-bour con artists are drawn to other people's money aren't they?

SAY ....NO!! ....LET'S GET RID OF THE FUCKING PARASITES!

P S Speaking of the Vance Miller case - Has anyone heard how much it is going to cost us yet - or are the lawyers still sweating over their calculators?

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