W. B. Yeats
A Dead Statesman
I could not dig: I dared not rob,
Therefore I lied to please the mob.
Now all my lies are proved untrue,
And I must face the men I slew.
What tale shall serve me here among,
Mine angry and defrauded young?
Farage is a Fascist Cunt,
Farage is a Fascist Cunt.
Boris is his Cunt in law.
New word of the week:
- Voting for something without having even a smidgen of understanding about what it is you are voting for.
- Voting on a completely different issue than the one on the ballot paper.
- Voting as if it is a confidence vote of an unpopular leader though the result does not serve their best interest & without understanding the people who will replace said leader are much worse.
- Voting for a process that cannot be reversed, then too late realising you have fucked up big time.
Newcastle, this afternoon.
Congratulations Great Britain it takes balls to leap out of an airplane in the dark.
Everyone: “Who has got the parachutes? Is it you Sir Lord Nigel”
Sir Lord Nigel: “Of course not I was lying about all those 350 million parachutes we would have every week?”
Sir Lord Nigel: “I lie about a lot of things.”
Everyone: “But why would you lie about that?”
Sir Lord Nigel: “It was the only way to make you jump.”
Everyone: “Fuck! Have you got them Boris the Fool?”
Boris The Fool: “Don’t look at me I only wanted you to jump so I could pull all the ripcords you stupid oiks.”
Everyone: “Fuck! Fuck! Have you got them Gove the Pob?”
Gove The Pob: “Why do we need parachutes?”
Everyone: “All the experts tell us if you jump out of an airplane without a parachute you will die.”
Gove The Pob: “Experts, what do experts know? Listen to me, I once jumped off a 2 metre wall & I only got a sprained ankle, I didn’t need a parachute then, they are a waste of time.”
Everyone: “Oh Fuck! Fuck Fuckity Fuck!! What have we done?”