9 May 2016

And Then, Just Speechless...

This is getting beyond a very bad joke is it not. We’re now told by young Dave that if we have the temerity to vote OUT, we’ll be responsible for triggering a war? Small beer compared to plunging house prices and escalating mortgage costs though eh?

All I have to say is I sincerely hope Mrs Cummerbund ensures young Dave doesn’t get to play with anything remotely sharp or pointy.

That’s up to her. I do, however, wonder at the dithering of the top dogs of the Convertible Party who, like us humble nobodies, must be starting to question Dave’s mental stability and thus his fitness to be the countries leader and can only wonder why they haven’t instigated a psych evaluation of the boy yet.

Regards that leave and plunge into war thingy, it seems to be unravelling somewhat already.

Yo!! David!! You finished your boiled egg and dippy-in toasty soldiers? Taken your meds? Good. Let’s get you tucked in for the night then. Okay,cross your arms in front. That’s good. Now, let’s see if we can get one more notch on these belts.

Quote;  Rohinton Mistry.

“Flirting with madness was one thing; when madness started flirting back, it was time to call the whole thing off.”

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