Is This The Straw That Broke The Senate’s Camel Toe?

Well, Trudeau’s slid down the polls faster than a flock of Hungarian strippers workin’ a bank holiday.

We all knew Glamour Boy wasn’t the sharpest stick in the box of popsicles, but man o’ geez, suddenly it’s like the Liberals have gotten themselves hoisted on their own retard.

Now Justin’s stopped floatin’ in a most peculiar way they must be thinkin’ they should have gone with the astronaut. And bein’ Libbies they still could.

They tried to give Turner the chop in the middle of an election, so who can imagine what they’re capable of?  If I was him, I’d be on the lookout this summer for any convertible motorcades Mr. Soudas might pencil into my schedule.

But what do I know? Connie Black’s in his corner, and he’s always backed a winner, so maybe I should reserve my bad judgment. I still have a hard time believing Canadians would vote for a guy with a beard, unless of course it’s his wife.

But Mr. Harper keeps havin’ the worst luck with the bums he appointed to the Senate.

Today, it’s this one fella who’s supposed to have sexed-up a 16-year old. (A girl, I should hasten to add, so you don’t think he’s a pervert.)

Speakin’ as a man, I know we’re all wired to like the cheekiness of the Carry On movies and such, but the only 16-year old a 50-year old Senator should crave is a bottle of Scotch.

Still, I don’t know about abolition. If we did away with it, where would we put our fancy-pants criminals who are too good for prison? Australia’s full.

For the most part they don’t do anybody harm, and it’s pretty much a life sentence. If we can cut corners on the costly rations it might be in the public interest to keep ’em all in one place.