Howdy Folks, Mrs Dingbats aka Sarah Hanson-Young spat the dummy the other day; doo dah, all day long, what a horses mouth, am I to late, no jump up on the cart. Tell us anothery dirty as buggery. Hanson-Young couldn’t boil an egg let alone lay one. What a dunce, what a broken down old hag who can only be the schoolyard cry baby. Take ya dummy and go home.
To my dear Mr Turnbull, I stopped writing letters to you some time ago; I suppose you might say, so what? So what indeed? Well the answer is in the pudding, which you f**ked up. Mate, you couldn’t run a pie-cart at footy grand final and I’m glad to say goodbye to ya. May all ya chicken grow up to be emus and may they kick ya dunny down. Ya down under wacko!
Senator Sarah Hanson-Young would be one of the most gutless politicians ever to grace the Senate. She shot her mouth off by accusing all men of being rapists in one of her ignorant rants. She is dumb as all shit. I don’t think there is a dumber broad in the Parliament than her. Now she drags her 11 year old daughter on national TV to make Mickey Mouse motherhood declarations about her mother’s probity, fairness and sincerity. When the daughter get bullied at school because she has a dumb arsed mother we’ll have to suffer another rant about bullies. Wake up Senator Sarah Hanson-Young and move back into the real world.
Well folks, put ya hand up if you’ve been watching the cat fight between Hanson-Young and David Leyonhjelm. Ok, I agree it’s a boor and a good example of polies arguing over nothing and wasting tax payer’s money but what do ya do with a dumb broad like Hanson-Young who is a virago, fishwife, fury, harpy, scold, shrew, termagant, vixen, harridan, battle-axe, Xanthippe, and a ballbreaker. Put her in a scupper and hose her down, Shave her legs with a rusty razor, Earl-eye in the morning, Earl-eye in the morning.
Crocodiles have been seen swimming and sunning themselves at two popular Far North Queensland water holes. Take it from me folks, ya can always tell a crocodile lover because they wear their underdaks up their bum crack and live in a cold climate. Everyone knows a dead croc is a good one; shoot em high, shoot em low, shoot em up anytime. Those dam crocs we seek em here, we seek em der, we seek em ebbrywhere. Those dam crocs are good for nuttin, nuttin, not a ting at all. Lets get rid of them and celebrate a day at the beach croc free.
But the biggest kick I ever got was doing a thing called the Crocodile Chop. While the other kids were rocking round the clock, we were hopping and bopping to the Crocodile Chop.
Catherine Deveny is a fishwife; not a comedian. She is about as funny as her horse’s arse is to look at, ten axe handle across and all cordite – likely to explode at any time. The traditional and well established treatment for nags and scolds was the ducking chair, dunk ’em high, dunk ’em low, dunk ’em in the old cesspool; oh what a mule she is. Bury my foot not on a lone prairie but in her never mind. Hooray for Deveny, she a horse’s arse, kick her in the old Khyber Pass; what ho! I say, I say; kick her in the old Khyber Pass.
Pooja Punjabi announced Swami Kutchakockoff would not be serving any old garden variety of curry at their new Ashram in Horsham. Only the kosher will do. It had been reported that a Jewish hamburger outlet in Horsham (The Jewish Front for Free Palestine, JFFP) had written on their fridge door No Curries Here, Argentina! Pooja said this was a total lie, we might do on a Friday night as a special, the odd halal curry but it will be only for our very special regular customers. What the ABC reported was a total beat up, not a word of it was true. Our curries are only made with genuine articles from the subcontinent.