Monthly Archives: October 2018

Social Commentator

Catherine Marriott where da ya get it!

Howdy Folks, I just read one of the greatest pieces of bullshit fake news I’ve ever read in a long time. Hannah Barry on Catherine Marriott and her Joyce complaint. First of all, Catherine Marriott has never given particulars of her complaint, which is contrary to the principle of law, put ya money where ya mouth is nor will she go to the police. All she’s done is to wail: Attend to me, and shed a tear or two — For I have a song to sing, O! Misery me — lack-a-day-dee!

What is sexual harassment? Now, if you went out to play a game of footy and you were in a scrum only to find you had a finger in ya bum. Heighdy! heighdy! and it was done with the ring confidence. Then me ole mate, that would be sexual harassment of the grossest kind. Catherine Marriott is just another Christine Blasey Ford. 

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Sister Mary Sinead O’Connor and the flying carpet!

Well folks, there ya go, the Irish Banshee has become the Hag of Bagdad, not to be confused with the Thief of Bagdad (Douglas Fairbanks). Sinead O’Connor has renounced Catholicism and converted to Islam. What a humdinger, Ding-A-Ling-A-Ling. The Mulingar Heifer has donned a Hijab, Allahu Akbar (الله أكبر). Answer me this, she had the shits on about the Pope, how is the dumb arsed Sinead goin to do the Hajj?

 

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The Donkeys cross!

Amy Schumer, Ava DuVernay and Alyssa Milano shared their dismay following Brett Kavanaugh’s appointment to the US Supreme Court. Well, I’ll be damned! Suffering succotash, dat damn ole Judge Leroy Kavanaugh beats dem all to the Supreme Court bench, Halleluiah Halleluiah. Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition. The femo-nazis are comin, Oho! Oho! The femo-nazis are comin, Oho! Oho! What’ll we do? Shave their bellys with a rusty razor; Lock em in the back of a paddy wagon; Draw a giant penis on their forehead. Heave away, haul away, draw away. Hoorah for Kavanaugh, Hoorah for Trump, vote GOP in November.

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They got the wrong woman!

What the heck, Jiminy Cricket, Brett Kavanaugh in the mid-1990s was Assistant Independent Council for the Starr investigation, then probing Bill and Hillary Clinton in the most sensitive way. All you dummies out there thought he was doing the hokey pokey with Christine Blasey Ford. You know, ya put ya right hand in, shake it all about, ya know Chica Chica Bum Chic! Bum Chic! When in fact it was Hillary all the time. What a cheek, the Lady is not for sale. They’ve got the wrong party. As Prince William said, don’t mess with the Queen. Kavanaugh must pay for his Lèse-majesté, off with his head!

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Kevin 07 high again!

Well folks, Kevin 07 is at it again, what a doozie. I wish he’d wear boxing gloves to bed. The man’s needs to see a psychiatrist. He reckons the Murdock press is biased and the ABC is a straight talkin, honest voice of the people:
Away down South in the land down under,
Brownsnakes and crocodiles,
Right away, come away, right away, come away.
Where Labor’s king and men are chattels,
Murdock’s boys will win the battles.
Yes, I am gwine home.
I ain’t got time to tarry, I ain’t got time to dwell,
I’m bound to de land of freedom, oh, diggars! fare you well.

Mr Kevin Rudd, former prime minister of Australia said: The Murdoch media, through systematic bullying and intimidation, have successfully created a culture of fear in Australian public life.
Sings posum up a gum tree an loony in a holler.
Posum up a gum tree, loony on a stump,
Den over dubble trubble,
Zippity Doo Dah, Zippity Day.

Where da ya gets it folks? Ya can get it joggin, ridin, flyin and fcukin; matter a fact I got it now.

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Vegan with a horse’s!

I’ll be a monkey’s uncle, Melis Layik, 19, a vegan university student left Q&A speechless after revealing a bully broke into her campus accommodation and threw raw meat at her as she slept. Shock and horror, Georgie Porgie, pudding and pie, kissed the girls and made them cry. First of all get a load of this sheila Layik, she’s got legs right out of Pretty Woman. If this ain’t a publicity stunt to get a fashion gig, well I’ll be damned. Those dumb arses at Q&A took her question seriously. Mate, why would ya leave a horse’s heart at her college door and not a horse’s head unless the bully is in reality a love struck loon whose soul was sad and whose glance was glum who sipped a cup of love sick wine and who craved a naughty, as he sighed for the love of a ladye!

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