It's easy!..You sit our glorious leader down on a nice comfortable chair in a well-lit labour conference side room, with a smile on your oily Beeb-beeb-ceeb trained face. You, then accuse the most powerful and useless man in the country of popping prescription drugs to ease the stress of the job. The other reason for guzzling these pain-killers is to ease the pain and discomfort of constantly banging into walls,desks and comfy BBC chairs as a result of being half(or two thirds) blind, apparently. This is due ,as everybody must know by now that our beloved PM has the most well-known detached retina the country .As a result of the most well-known Rugby injury in the history of the game. I always thought he had a glass eye, but he's had a couple of similar injuries. So maybe he's got two glass eyes, or two detached retinas, i don't mind admitting i'm confused and worried for our glorious leader.As any good northern lad worth his salt n' tripe, i watch CORONATION ST (Corrie !)..And followed the storyline of the evil David Platt. He supplied his mum's boyfriend with much needed prescription pain-killers, he became addicted and was totally under David's malevolent influence. Could this happen to our beloved leader? Who is the evil, self serving soul that supplies the PM? Could it be one of his aides or assistants; A strange sort who goes by the name of'Mandy', say? I can see this character weilding his devilish influence over the party, surviving being sacked on numerous occassions in the past. I keep thinking of the PRIME MINISTER and his aide sketches from LITTLE BRITAIN.
Anyhow i don't believe for a moment when our glorious leader made his' big speech' the other day that he needed any drugs to help him.... But i'm bloody sure all those sat listening would've loved some pain killers !
( This bit of jibberish appeared in HA! magazine....Look over on the links for how to find HA!)
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I love British politics...especially from 6000 miles away.
Yeah,showoff, but its not half as good as yank politics.....Hang on!....6000 miles away???
Take it easy
Tim
Just in case you thought I'd never get in touch - like the bloggs - particularly the T tray episode in Les Gets. Very much enjoyed your company Rgds to L & E. From - The astronaut & gang.
AAAh the famous anonymous first man in space. Good to hear from you. Hope alls well and now you've swopped rockets for bikes you've not broken too many bones. Glad you like the rubbish on the blog, i don't believe you for a minute. Hope the anonymous rabble are all in fine fettle and keep in touch. By the way your not crashing into the moon this afternoon by any chance are you. they're looking for water, not red wine, i'm sorry to say.
Tim
Looks like the crash wasn't as spectacular as your tobogan episode. Had vapour and audible sensors been operable at the time of your misfortune, I suspect that they would have revealed an unusually high ratio of blood/alcohol proportions (in favour of the latter) and a series of expletives previously unheard in a quaint alpine resort. I have a suspicion that you were trying to do two things at once, but for the life of me can't imagine what the second activity might have been! Best regards, the astronaut.
Drinking and swearing in a quaint Alpine resort is bad enough ,but if my second activity had been discovered we'd've been thrown out of the country.
Earthbound Tim
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