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The country is aghast that it has paid one of the foremost KCs a massive amount of money to prepare ex Prime Minister Johnson's defence and all it got was a fifty page diatribe full of typos, non-sequiturs and absolute BS. As one legal expert noted, 'Johnson could have tossed off that nonsense himself in half an hour'.


Many are starting to wonder if Johnson was actually told to sit in a corner and write down what he thought his defence should look like while the grown ups wrote down what they knew it should say? The thinking is that although Lord Pannick will have written something much more sublime, carefully crafted and with the apostrophes more or less in the right place it still wouldn't have provided any more defence than the busy-work Johnson provided in crayon, so he retained it in case he ever needed to re-use any of his hard crafted words for someone more deserving, Putin, perhaps.


Nonetheless an outraged country expects more than absolute Horlicks for its £220K - say 100 pages, or maybe 120. But it is simultaneously relieved that at least the final submission didn't actually include anything that would help Johnson - phew!





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Holiday-makers are reporting gridlock on the roads and all forms of coitus have ground to a halt, as people take to the streets in support of the leadership contender. Despite 75% of Labour voters expressing a preference for his opponent and the remaining 25% having mislaid their ballot paper, a groundswell of public support for Mr. Smith is electrifying the nation - like a tasered testicle.


Bunting lines the streets explained one Owenite: 'Many people are asking - who is this man of mystery running in the election? Or maybe they said - it's a mystery why he's running. Either way, voters have Owen Smith on their lips...or it might be a cold sore'.


Lately Smith-groupies have packed out anime conventions, in numbers upwards of three, bursting into tears at the mere sight of their idol. Handmade t-shirts publicly advertise their love with the phrase 'I'm with stupid'. Nothing can stop his propulsion - once it actually begins. While the man himself comes ever closer to sealing victory - by changing his name by deed poll to Jeremy Corbyn.



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