You know us, we never like to be partisan. We feel it would be inappropriate. Someone stuck a bumper sticker on our non-existant vehicle – the one that wouldn’t run down that cunt Boris Johnson were he to inadvertently bumble like a special needs into oncoming traffic on his way to another day’s ‘work’ fucking up London – the other day which read, ‘John McCain’s a retard’, and we removed it immediately. Seriously, what’s wrong with people these days?
Impartial, that’s us. It’s just, you know, like, is it just the wind direction or does this election thing seem to have been going on since 1973? And aren’t the people at those convention raves terribly excitable, and partial to a ‘doesn’t sound like a BNP rally in the slightest’ chant or seven? Oh, and the Republicans seem terribly impressed by the fact that McCain has seven children, despite any dog on the street being capable of multitudinous births. Talking of which we are, understandably, totally obsessed by Sarah Palin. She’s hot. And it’s not a problem at all that were anything to go wrong with McCain, she’d be running the world. We think it would be a fun thing. Besides, she totally gets the lips ‘n’ eyes make-up rule, which Michelle Obama so doesn’t.
Ooh but ooh, the person we’re really enjoying is that man up there, the one who likes drawing pretty stars all over his posters, and who think’s John’s a ‘Mavrick’. Personally, we thought he was a ‘Maverick’, but what do we know.
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