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Crisp Incher

A few months ago, Custard Bag overhauled the team in The Cabinet Office in order to design out habitual gaffing, and an integral part of the incoming administrative A-team was Chris Pincher. That didn’t age well. He’s now copped his P45 after having a couple of beers and groping a pair of hairly blokes, like…
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Plane Sailing

The stragegy of accusing the Government of ‘people trafficking’ themselves is straight out of the Nazi ‘Big Lie’ playbook. It’s a belter so humongous that no one would believe that someone could have had the impudence to distort the truth so infamously. And it’s doubtless a fresh incarnation of the old standby of A accusing…
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UK Reign

As the populace of the UK celebrates the 70-year reign of HM Queen Elizabeth II, Übertit Voldamort Zelensky is desperately clinging to his 100 days of fame. He’s overshot the Warhol allowance, that’s for sure. Mate, nobody gives a toss. Yes, all the usual suspects donned your wanky blue-and-yellow ribbons when the invasion was garnering…
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Fine By Us

Not sure what the furore is about the fixed-penalty notices handed out to the faker and the fakir. Surely there had long since been a shedload of evidence for this cabal’s defenestration before some thick-as-mince plod went down the FPN route for attendance at some office drinkies? Imagine everybody going mental if Hitler had picked…
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Bream On

While no fan of the rubber bath toy at all, his ‘I have a bream’ speech was a masterclass in hooking the usual gang of wet, flaccid Euromelts and consigning them to the Tory keepnet. Comparing the Ukrainian resistance to the Brexiter push for freedom was a jolly jape that perfectly piqued all the posturing…





