tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1462488453822156883.post2247291824343993165..comments2024-03-29T06:12:04.668+11:00Comments on loon pond: In which the reptiles discover heroes with feet of clay, and Dame Slap amazingly slaps down sloppy Joe ... so she can elevate Lord Downer ... and other tales from Ripley's Believe It or Not ...Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1462488453822156883.post-24574700585203005812015-10-22T11:00:17.815+11:002015-10-22T11:00:17.815+11:00I dipped the old toe into that Dame Slap commercia...I dipped the old toe into that Dame Slap commercial at various points and had to do a second take to see if I wasn't just re-reading the same paragraph..no..but by gor!..it certainly sounded like it. And this is the "talented ones" of the masthead?...they unfortunately read like incontinent dribble from the dickhead!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1462488453822156883.post-25626865884388536062015-10-21T15:54:10.592+11:002015-10-21T15:54:10.592+11:00Beware the labelling of Devine as a fuckwit or an ...Beware the labelling of Devine as a fuckwit or an idiot. When it comes to the Craig Thomson affair, she is nothing of the kind. She s a conniving, scheming witch. Her aim was to get rid of Thomson so her secret man-love could become PM. Pyne was the organiser, Jackson was the mechanism.<br /><br />Unfortunately for our Tones and Devine, it failed. Jackson became surplus to requirements. Look at her now.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1462488453822156883.post-8282448638928028262015-10-21T14:59:08.195+11:002015-10-21T14:59:08.195+11:00Ahh, to be interviewed for a job by Dame Slap: &qu...Ahh, to be interviewed for a job by Dame Slap: "and how many surpluses did YOU deliver, sir?"Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1462488453822156883.post-86091440265379128692015-10-21T14:58:31.407+11:002015-10-21T14:58:31.407+11:00DP, you must be all out of "Wow!"s by no...DP, you must be all out of "Wow!"s by now. Absolutely vacant.<br /><br />We start the week with Little Timmie Bleagh's scribbles masquerading as journalism being hit back out of the park as an irrelevance by actual poll figures.<br /><br />Your man in Caterhood is adjudged "a fool" via a very widely watched programme on the telly, and is then published the next day in the very rarely read The Australian as if judgements count for nought.<br /><br />What could Wednesday offer?<br /><br />And yet there you are again - "Wow!" - someone takes Downer seriously somewhere - lordy, it's someone in the rarely read The Australian!. Begorrah eh? <br /><br />And "Boom!", the bullying conservative that makes Abbott look like a dime store pissant is tossed out in a landslide over in Canada. The Bromancer is Breathless. Eight Sixed, skedaddled, rocking back on his heels - nothing, but nothing is going to Bromancer plan. Humpph! <br /><br />Hummmpphhhh!!!!!!<br /><br />At least as the world turns, we can happy here from Tamworth to Tassie that the world's most competent journalists and publishers are holding the torch in the darkness.<br /><br />(please sign here for the PREMIUM version of The Australian experience - you know you want to)via collinshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14342963456605644101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1462488453822156883.post-65288021803234433222015-10-21T14:48:15.593+11:002015-10-21T14:48:15.593+11:00"Stupid Melanie Safka hair?"
Now that&#..."Stupid Melanie Safka hair?"<br /><br />Now that's how to attract the younger readers - throw off meaningless insults referencing a singer barely heard of in over 40 years. Where'd you lift that one from, Timmy - an old P J O'Rourke collection? I sentence you to listen to "Brand New Key" until your ears bleed.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com