Tuesday, 16 June 2009

O God

Where is my taxpayer-funded gun and bottle of whisky?

How come only Prime Ministers get this kind of deal from the soi-disant "public" services?

Sigh. Back to th'old gin'n'paracetomol trick then.

Labels for this post kindly suggested by blogger.com: "e.g. scooters, holidays, autumn".

That works.


Angelo Mozilo said...

My legal defense is being paid for by the taxpayers of the United States. It's just like having a public defender, only one that works on the 67th floor of a Wall Street building, owns a place in the Hamptons, and has unlimited resources. I highly recommend it to my good friends at RBS. Toodles!

(Spray-on tan courtesy of the Oompa Loompas.)

Chertiozhnik said...

For me, abject surrender is the only option.

xoggoth said...

You can always tell a split personality on the net, both personas have the same ISP address.

Shirley Mason said...

I think each personality should count as unique visitors to Chertiozhnik's site. And you should mind your own business xoggoth -- if that is, in fact, your real name. None of us asked you. That I am aware of.

Allahu Akbar said...

Wrong God.

Just saying.