How long will Elliot, Mulroney, Fedeli and the rest be willing to carry water for The Ham-Hock Who Would Be King? Shurely there comes a point where having your every move choreographed by some recycled Harperite Little Shit becomes too much to endure.
In this day and age, I’m not so sure. There never seems to be
a crazed killer around when we really need one.
Perhaps we should try mass elitist demonstrations. Imagine 100,000 multiple-degree-holders descending on Queen’s Park, lattes in hand, waving their Tilley hats in unison and chanting “One, two, three, four, Premier Ford’s an execrable boor”.
The more I think about this, the more I know it will work!
At least, that’s what my parents and teachers told me.
The man boy who has become king will not exercise any limits on his efforts to destroy the province into his liking – poor Renata doesnt stand a chance either …
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