My local oriental apothecary has reminded me to clamour for the gold card again during this forthcoming State Erection. I reminded him that it was a Federal issue and also his pronunciation of basic English needed tidying.
Expect many new faces to front up on State Election day. This is due to the mass exodus of poorly performing labour lay-abouts and others taking their ill gotten pensions.
Here is an old hot potato to spice up the occasion.
Red versus Blue Politicin Aint what it seems to be.
AUSTRALIAN GENERAL ELECTIONS
SATURDAY NOVEMBER 24, 2007.
SYDNEY Town in the land of OZ was in a pre election frenzy. The two main Antagonists were a newcomer to fed politics (labor) bloke, Saint Kevin Rudd wearing red. and the (conservative -Liberal) Dead beat Bush suckhole and chicken Hawk Prime Miniature, J, Winnie, Howard in blue.
Now both of these sharpies were no more trustworthy than a rabid robbers dog.
Rolling into town from way back beyond the black stump; was Wally Dodds( A frequent caller to this blog) Wally the Aborigine medicine man with his horse and cart was challenged by both political mobs with regard to the medical validity of his claim, that, his Blue and Red medicines cured certain types of illness at differing times of the year. Wally being an aborigine and generally ignored by pollies was pissed off with both of the assholes shouting him down. Stated he was only carrying Red and Blue medicine.
The Red medicine was made from the bark at the top of the LACITILOP tree at the height of summer. The Blue Medicine was made from the bark at the bottom of the LACITILOP tree during the depths of winter. Both medicines laced with a syrupy juice keeps your stool loose and you fancy free, like the policies you pollies propose to inflict on the general public, during your pathetic efforts to cure the financial woes of this country.
The truth is, MR RED 's medicine; if you allow him, will skin you from the earholes down, and MR BLUE I am certain, will continue to skin you from the toe nails upward.
posted by Vest.
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