Wednesday, May 18, 2016

Day 58 of MUC and day 11 of MOC, and Dame Slap is still mad as hell ...


The reptiles are clearly flagging when it comes to their 'fear of the day' front page.

Sure, it will be a tragedy when the vile, wicked greenie agenda turns the country into a land of sissies, thanks to their devious gay agenda ... easy prey for Islamic fundamentalists equally agitated by the gay agenda ...

But usually this is the sort of turf for tabloids of the Daily Terrorist, screeching, bilious, bigoted Miranda the Devine kind ...


There's only one thing the pond can guarantee - that the bigoted parfume de Devine vile will show absolutely no sign of a sense of humour ...

But back to the reptiles of Oz, and luckily the pond happened to look down below the dire warning of a green agenda - it goes without saying that all gays and trannies are greenies, even the ones standing for the Liberal party or scribbling for the Daily Terror - to realise that this was the day that Dame Slap goes on the prowl, and she had a ruler in hand for smacking of recalcitrants ...


The pond breathed a huge sigh of relief. 

For a minute there it looked as if the pond would have to spend more quality time with the bromancer, brooding about the gay greenie agenda, and their wanton refusal to clamber on board with the manly Donald ...


Indeed, indeed, to say nothing of teh Donald's attacks on the US alliance ...

But back to Dame Slap, because there's nothing that pleases the pond more than the sight of the reptiles eating their own ...


Well that's enough of the tease, time for the pond to get down and dirty with the dame ...


Excellent stuff, and guaranteed to give the good folk at Quadrant - hapless victims of the gay greenie tranny inner city Surry Hills 'leet - oh a grant, a grant, my kingdom for a dole-bludging, welfare-leaning grant - a good deal of heartburn, of the kind experienced by James Allan way back on the 18th December 2015, in full, and at rambling heartfelt length here:


Indeed, indeed, and so on and so forth and if that size of font strains the eyes, then follow the link for a wondrous dose of delusionalism ...

But speaking of incoherent and mixed signals, Allan moved the pond to remember the good old days when Planet Janet was circling a different sun ...


It was around this time that the pond's screen began to blur under the weight of the tears and the smiles and the humanity of it all, and willy nilly, pell mell, the pond was dragged back to the ugly present ...


Indeed, indeed, and there seems little point in Abbott defending Peta, not when the Bolter is on hand to do the job for him ...



Ah reptiles feuding with reptiles, but back to Dame Slap and a final flourish of unkind words ...


Oh indeed, indeed, and given half the chance, the pond would travel back in time to lash the echo chamber tribalist who rounded off her piece with this bit of blind hagiography ...


Yes, that sort of simpering once passed for what Dame Slap cares to call an "honest account."

Be honest girls, by this time in the read, had you had a surfeit of Dame Slap and felt like barfing the whole lot up, as if offered one mint too many in a Monty Python sketch?

As for Malware, with friends like these, what need of enemies in the future?

Never mind, perhaps a palate-cleansing, or throat-cutting David Pope cartoon for a closer, with more Pope cartoons here ...




2 comments:

  1. A man in the US recently had a penis transplant. Can we all contribute $1 to get one done for Peter Dutton? It can go right in the middle of his forehead.

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    1. next to the other one?

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