HE WANTED YOU’S DEAD (AT LEAST 1–2 PERCENT OF THE HERD)
AND THE TRANSFUSED M*****FUCKER LIVES
GOOD-MORNING, BRITAIN (IT’S BEEN A LONG TIME SINCE ‘GREAT’, IF EVER). THE MAN WHO WANTED YOU’S DEAD, IN ORDER TO SOLVE A MYRIAD OF TROUBLESOME ISSUES AT A STROKE — THE HOUSING CRISIS, UNEMPLOYMENT, DEFLECTING BREXIT SCRUTINY — IS ALIVE AND WELL. HAVING BEEN TRANSFUSED WITH SURVIVOR BLOOD, HE LIVES, TO ONCE MORE LIE, BLUFF, STEAL, CHEAT, ATTEMPT ANOTHER MASS — ER, MINOR — MURDER SPREE, SELL YOUR HEALTHCARE SYSTEM TO THE YANKS, AND CONTINUE TO PROCREATE WILLY-NILLY.
CHANTING THE MANTRA OF ‘SAVE THIS’, ‘SAVE THAT’ — THINGS HE ONCE, AND WILL AGAIN, CHANGE TO ‘SELL THIS’, ‘GUT THAT’, ‘CUT THIS’, ‘GUT THAT’ — NOW LEADS THE CHANTS OF PITHY THREE-WORD CATCHPHRASES REPEATED ACROSS THESE SCEPTERED ISLES, AS IF HE AND HIS CLEVER MINIONS INVENTED, FULLY FUNDED, AND HAVE CHEERLEADED THE SAME SUCH IDEAS ALL ALONG. SURPRISINGLY, TURD’S SCAM IS WORKING.
NOW WE’RE LEFT TO WONDER… WILL THE WILD-HAIRED, CLEVER TRUMP, BE CHANGED BY THE EXPERIENCE? WILL THE VAMPIRICALLY OBTAINED BLOOD COURSING THROUGH HIS VEINS SOFTEN THE GRINCH? DOES IT MATTER? THE GROWING PITY-FUCKFEST DEMONSTRATES THAT THE MASSES STILL GOBBLE UP WHATEVER PIG-BOY SPEWS. ’CAUSE WHAT’S SIR ( “SIR” !!!! — ARE YOU FUCKIN’ KIDDIN’ ME !!!!! ???? ) ALREADY ON HIS KNEES AT THE FEET OF THE CLEVER BOUNDER, GOING TO DO ABOUT IT?
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READ IN RIDICULOUS STACCATO (FALSE) EMPHASIS, FEIGNING IMPORT TO DRIVEL
WHERE’S NIGEL?
