Sex, Die, Children…

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Fuck off, just fucking well fuck off

Good lunchtiming, constituents, and, with three days to go, let me make one thing absolutely clear: A vote for me is not just a vote for me. It is not just a vote for me and my team. It is not even just a vote for you. A vote for me on Thursday is a vote for your children. Nay, a vote for your children’s children. Nay nay, a vote for your children’s children’s children. Who will have children. This vote is also a vote for them. And their children. Do you get it? There are a lot of unborn children waiting to grow up, settle down, have sex, raise children, die, have more children, have sex, die, have children, sex, die, children, sex, die, children, sex, die, children, sex, die, children, sex, die, children, sex, die, children… So think about that when you vote for me or Theresa May or Jeremy Corbyn or Dim Farron or Caroline Greenarse, because a vote for us is a vote for millions and billions of unborn children until the world burns.

It’s a pleasure to be your children’s children’s children’s children’s children’s… candidate.

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