Thursday, 27 November 2014

The Great Parliamentary Swindle

So, they've got away with it then.
The filthy, corrupt pieces of dog-shit that seized power in this country without gaining any kind of mandate, have made sure nobody can investigate their expenses theft anymore. How? They've burned all the fucking evidence.
I don't think, in the history of the world, there has ever been a system more openly and arrogantly corrupt as the one running the UK into the ground right now. I can't believe they're getting away with it. Why aren't we rising up and hanging these posh, in-bred, arse-fucking cunts from the walls of the Tower of London?
They deserve it; every dirty criminal one of them.
I dream of punching David Cameron in the face. I can almost feel the ecstasy of my knuckles connecting with that smug face; his lip splitting; nose breaking. God, it would feel so good. It's like my new wet dream.
George Osborne - that grinning, smug bastard. He's another one I would actually pay to punch in the face. Oh, think of the sheer joy of slamming that self-satisfied grin off his ugly, posh face. Follow it up with a kick in the bollocks. Knock him to the floor and then kick him until he cries for his mommy.
Nick Clegg. I wonder if he's actually worth the bother, so irrelevant is the man. He's so pathetic that I would bet anything he suffers erectile dysfunction. It makes me wonder if his kids are actually his. I bet his wife told him she really, honestly could get pregnant simply from holding his hand, then shagged the milk man when he'd gone to work.
Ian Duncan-Smith. An embittered, pathetic, bald man with an inferiority complex that drives him to take out his frustrations on anybody that can't fight back. Nobody would vote for him as the Conservative leader, so now he wants to get his own back by hurting everybody. Oh, the feeling of shoving his bald, pathetic fucking head down while I bring my knee up into his twisted face. The sound of his nose breaking; the crunching feeling, followed by the spatter of blood hitting the floor.
Fight the power, people. Literally, if you ever get the chance.

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