Hazel Blears destroyed by underwear inferno.
Via Guido, the most clear cut case of
an over made up smug faced fucking ranga a politician telling a bare faced lie.
I sincerely hope that this epic pants-on-fire moment does indeed destroy the Right Dishonourable Hazel Blears in the career sense but I’m not hugely optimistic. This venal, dishonest and self-serving creature, people of Salford, is your representative at the Mother
fucker of all Parliaments, and for that you may thank 16,655 of your fellows for re-electing the house flipping midget back to her first class seat on the gravy train. And now there’s not a damn thing they can do about it but to sit there and watch her feed parasitically on the taxpayers’ earnings like a small orange vampire for another few years, while telling them what a wonderful track record Labour has and trying to ignore the smoke pouring from her knickers.
How do I loathe thee, Hazel? Oh, fuck, let me count the ways.
Posted on September 30, 2010, in Uncategorized and tagged Despicable cunts, Gravy Train, I'm not holding my breath, Liars, Politics, Stomach Churning Hypocrisy, UK. Bookmark the permalink. Comments Off on Hazel Blears destroyed by underwear inferno..