Friday, January 24, 2014

THE THREE ARSEHOLES OF THE APOCALYPSE – OR THE NAUSEATINGLY, JOKE FILLED, ’NANNY STATE’

Was once queensland – was temporarily ‘newmania’ – is now known as ‘boganvillia’.
And they ride through our skies at night.

What; hey: who does?
Well, ‘the three arseholes of the apocalypse’ do.

Leastways, their pigs roam the streets, their aircraft patrol the highways – they tell us that their ‘drones’now zip about above any ‘incident of their interest’, say, like a damned good party.

In consequence, no silly innocent cunt is safe in our streets at night from the depredations of these raffle winners in temporary control of a police farce somehow become infinitely worse than joh’s corruptibles could ever have imagined becoming.

These wirebound arseholes (these goddamned ‘fundamentalists’ with their vlad, the impaler laws) seem to have forgotten that grinding a few million halfwits under their ‘panopticon’ might result in an adverse reaction to so much unwarranted ‘supervision’.

Put it this way –
Noddy newman has to retire sometime in the future.
As do the other arseholes of his apocalypse.

When they do and when they predictably retire offshore – there will be someone waiting and watching for them to access their ill gotten gains from their private, offshore bank accounts.

And when they try – they’ll be in the slam as quick as boiled asparagus too.

When will they ever learn to leave well enough alone?

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