In which the reptiles return to the onion muncher for another feast ...

Tired of climate scientists picking on you?

What you need is a natural born killer, a muscle-bound mind, to argue your case, courtesy of the reptiles ...

The reptiles can't get enough of the in-fighting, whether it's petulant Peta, eternal loser, whining and moaning, or Abbott "the butter churn" man ...

Recognising that the onion muncher made no sense, the reptiles assigned hapless reptile Rachel Baxendale to keep the churn going and pay attention to the loser ...

There was just one great and glorious nonsense in the civilisational blather that followed, as the onion muncher foresaw in his loss, his unnatural and improper defeat,  the ruin of everything ...

What a wag of a sub. That stupid smirking grin, the sign of a ningnong displaced, with the onion muncher showcased alongside the former chairman and Julia Gillard ...

What a cruel juxtaposition, but at least it justified recycling yet again the onion muncher blather, so much seafood extender in the rhetoric of reptile life ...

Baxendale did her best to weave pearls from the sow's ear, but struggled and soon gave up the recycling ...

Inevitably the sight of an amnesiac clown talking about cultural amnesia brought out the oscillating fan for a bit of fun.

After all, if there was anyone who could make the oscillating fan a model of consistency and coherence, it was the onion muncher ... and even better, there was a chance to frame the dropkick loser behind Julia Gillard ... 

What fun to show him like a skulking stalker ... doing a Donald impersonation ...

As for the actual convictions, the pond has no idea why anyone would bother. 

Why have an argument with a powder puff? Why debate with a wretch who urgently needs a course in a Charles Atlas' rhetorical skills program?

All the same, the oscillating fan went for it ... though he too found the exercise dispiriting and cut it short, long before he'd got through all the incoherent follies of a man who must surely rate as one of the worst PM's, and then certainly, without any rival, even Billy Hughes, the worst and most graceless and destructive and narcissist loser once rolled ...

Once again he's easily retained his position at the top of the pond banner ...

Well yes, but mere repetition has never been known to stop a narcissist, still in deep mourning and denial about his loss ...

And yet once again he's won and the spineless one has headed to CET-less water for a swim with the jellyfish ...

And now instead of a cartoon, a celebratory tweet showing the onion muncher being swamped by a wild crowd of excited followers, with the queue stretching for miles or kms or whatever down the street ...