Friday, 7 November 2008

The Thing

O you headless chicken
Can those poor teeth take so much kicken
You're always so charming



Mr. Brian Eno used to sing to us in the olden days but now he is made into styrofoam packaging chips.

Nothing is what it used to be in the olden days, so at least you can be sure of Nothing.

Impropaganda















Why won't the Ghibellines stand up to the flying penis sodomy lobby
?


An example of thirteenth century political propaganda from the excellent Got Medieval. The post above also links to magical private parts and the earliest medieval joke book... many of the best bits of human life are here.

Sunday, 2 November 2008

Q&A

Earnest Enquirer: Whatever happened to Mr. Neil Kinnock? Has he died yet?

Iron John: Nope, he's still going strong.

Earnest Enquirer: What about that Mr. Mandelson person.

Iron John: He hasn't died recently either.

Saturday, 1 November 2008

No Se Puede Vivir Sin Amar

¿LE GUSTA ESTE JARDÍN?
¿QUE ES SUYO?
¡EVITE QUE SUS HIJOS LO DESTRUYAN!

DO YOU LIKE THIS GARDEN?
WHY IS IT YOURS?
WE EVICT THOSE WHO DESTROY!

Friday, 31 October 2008

Superiority














Blogista
: Thank goodness our Leader totally thought of a plan to save the world at the last moment. I mean, phew. Bit like "Assault on Precinct 13" only without th'same kind of silencers.

Reader: I ham no englis.

Blogista: Oh, you are American or foreign or something? Well, I bent your daughter over the scrolliest bit of your chaise longue and - let's be frank - enjoyed her while she was trying to set the cushion straight.

Reader: I har no shez lonk.

Blogista: Well anyhow I took your daughter from behind. TOOK. From BEHIND.

Reader:

Blogista: Look, we have a giant cardboard Leader on sticks. Whenever we are told to, we can raise the Leader above th' crowd, on the sticks. So you gotta Leader like that?

Reader (note the missing 'L'):

Blogista: So suck my penis.

Holy, Venerable, Late Lamented and Sainted Woss: Wow that is an original gag. As (heh) 'twere. Shit, that's a double-take etc etc etc

Martrys

Yeah, our movement just suffered another couple of Martyrs.

Shit happens.

The er Martyred Two.

Plenty more where they came from, but still worth a chorus or so of our Anthem, just in case you thought we were losing.


There may be some readers who notice a teeth in this fillum allegedly even worse than Shane McGowan his teeth (neatly avoiding any controversy over the placing of the apostroph'e).












We are somwhat less incapable of dentistry than you may suppose
and we have the world-historical Sense of Humour against which even hyper-snarky Americans are defenseless.












The global importance of our media "Outlets" - and the late Wossy and Wanker were nothing if not "Outlets" - speaks for it and for them and for Our Selves.

Saturday, 25 October 2008

The Wikipegg and I

Employment at last!!! - a Mr Dion O'Banion has offered me a job in his flower shop in Chicago.

I will certainly take the post, even though according to Wikipedia his name is really Deanie or Dean and the URL for his 'pedia entry is http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charles_O'Banion.

I will address him as 'Gimpy' to be on the safe side.

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Yes. I know.










It means
leaving my beloved and well-governed country.

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But he says if I work hard enough I could be enjoying a challenging position in one of his garage businesses a while from now.

It will be a big Life Change.