I’m not talking about the British Tories. They seem to have developed stunning new hydroponic agricultural techniques, judging by some of the half-baked stuff they’re turning out lately.
No indeed. I’m talking about Heil Harper and his merry band of morticians.
Isn’t that a look of terror in that poor kitty’s eyes? I bet she knows all about those Harper Eats Babies rumours which were never adequately refuted and figures she’s next on the menu. The one at the rear is quite obviously trying to make her escape before off-camera goons can seize her and beat her unconscious.
from a Tory informant in Michelle’s World:
We have released our new campaign strategy that is sure to win us a majority. The trick: Kittens. In every photo op in everything Harper is doing: kittens. Consider the example above: What’s that secret legislation he’s signing? Holy crap – it’s part of the hidden agenda… but wait, no… what are those? Kittens??? That can’t be a hidden agenda, it’s probably the “Sunshine and Lollipop Act, 2006”. What a warm, loving and wonderful Prime Minister!
He brings to mind the wonderful quote about British Prime Minister Robert Peel:
“His smile was the gleam of a coffin nail.”
Yeah, you’d swear he doesn’t have a makeup artist: he has a taxidermist.
Or, as I’m apt to say about most local-level Republican party figurines in my neck of the woods: “What a brittle-looking fuckwit”
In Harper’s case I think if you whacked him you’d hear the thump of hollow wood. But if it had been wood, he’d have long since sold it to the Americans.
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