Police called to McDonald’s after 4 hour standoff between Diane Abbott and a server who asked if she’d like fries
Fuck me. Another day, another Diane Abbott balls up. She’s got more gaffs than Jeremy Hunt for Christ’s sake.
Honestly, it’s close to local elections so can we please just let stop her doing fucking interviews?
I know she gets more stick than a match factory, but she fucking deserves it.
Piers wasn’t even being a cunt this time, do you know how fucking hard that is for him?
“Should illegal immigrants be deported or remain?” was the question, and the answer, as always was 789,546,000.
Honestly, I know she’s achieved a hell of lot in her political career, but she’s the Shadow Home Secretary!
Either have an answer ready woman, or don’t go on tele.
She might just be shit at interviews, who knows, but the more I see her, the more I wish she’d hand in her fucking shadow resignation.
The Disney vulture’s cabinet is starting to look like it was bought from Ikea and built by a blind, one armed, organutan with no instructions.
Amber Rudd has finally stepped down as Home Secretary for the racist, far right, immigration policies implemented by her predessor, Teflon May.
With more resignations under her belt than in a typical UKIP week, the Disney vulture’s cabinet is starting to look like it was bought from Ikea and built by a blind, one armed organutan with no instructions.
Treeza will no doubt miss Rudd, who discovered she’d resigned on her way to work this morning, as she’s spent the last few years being scape goated more than a fucking Scouser in a Police line up.
She even appeared for a televised grilling on behalf of May after a personal tragedy. In the back stabbing world of a tory front bench, it seems such loyalty counts for nothing.
So good luck Saj, get your fucking apologies prepped son for when you start getting blamed for things you had no part of in 2010.
I can’t see May lasting much longer before the knives are drawn though, so you might be on with a shot.
Who decided that you’re the Judge, jury and executioner of the fucking lost property bin?
Has everyone lost the fucking plot?
Back in the days when common sense was a lot more common, if you found something, you handed it in to the shop/restaurant/bus company where you discovered it.
Typically when I lose something I retrace my steps and call all the places I’ve recently been, and if that’s fruitless, I call the local Police station.
I don’t request to become a member of every local Facebook For Sale or Swaps Group in the hope that some gold hearted, semi brained, wank spaniel has taken it home.
Stop it! You’re basically fucking stealing things you dumb fucks, regardless of how nice you think you’re being you’re taking someone’s phone, debit card or wallet home.
Who decided that you’re the Judge, jury and executioner of the fucking lost property bin? What if the person doesn’t even have Facebook?
Do you wait a fortnight and then determine that the £700 phone you’ve suddenly acquired isn’t wanted and so it’s now yours?
Or do you eventually hand it in to police after the rightful owner has lost all hope?