|But we are all conspiracy theorists, Dave. Right?|
None of it happened and all these stories are just made up.
The establishment is whiter than white.
|Ex-Liberal Peer canvassing for Labour.|
|Well, you have to look after your future.|
One day all this could be yours my boy.
|Mad? That's underestimating him by a long way.|
He's an evil, lying, cold, calculating, thick, scrounging psychopath
|And she won't go away, no matter how many times you point out|
that she didn't go to the right kind of school to be a party leader.
|Well said, Humza.|
I reckon one day this man will be our first minister.
|Now they are all just copying Munguin.|
|Partners in crime.|
|The second word is ...OFF.|
We'll be lucky to be shot of him.
Maybe he'll get a job in London. If not, dole, sanctions, starvation.
|Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear!|
|Course you will.|
Just like you'll get rid of the House of Lords and make Gold out of Tin.
Now run along and play dear, there's a good boy.
|Must have had the auction in the dark.|
Seriously, who'd pay that sort of money to have a picture of any politician in their house, much less that eyesore?
|What a scar that must leave on you.|
How you must wonder when you hear people talk about what a wonderful
country this is, and how we should all be proud to be British.
|We really have to get rid of this government and replace|
it with one that cares about whether children starve.