La La Land DVD out now in my local garage. Told Cathy at HQ to Photoshop Lib Leader Tim Farron’s head onto the man’s body and talking blancmange Nick Clegg’s onto the woman’s. Until then, you’ll just have to imagine it. Oh, and Cathy’s promised to write something quite witty over the ‘THE FEEL GOOD MOVIE OF THE YEAR’ quote (I’ve recommended ‘THE MADDEST POLITICAL MOVES OF THE YEAR,’ Paul Nuttall, Film Nut), as well as changing the names, erasing the director bit, changing the awards for number of MPs or something, and definitely keeping the ‘HERE’S TO THE FOOLS WHO DREAM’ tagline. Enjoy!
What more is there to say?
Tonight, in a long-running saga of politicians docufessing TM in the hope it reveals the real person they actually believe inhabits them, somewhere behind those blank robotic eyes and between those dull and meaningless lines of English they get forced to repeat by an unknown director of key message words, Liberal leader Tim Farron admits to having a poster of 1980s Conservative pin-up Margaret Thatcher in his bedroom when he was a wanking adolescent.
Which means, during the Falklands War, the Miners’ Strike, the milk-snatching, that speech when William Hague tried to trick his potential groomers by acting like his tight pair of Yorkshire puddings were dangling way down past their prepubescent prime, the Brixton riots, the IRA bombs, even when some froth flicked Neil Kinnock onto his arse and lost Labour an election, as though the Conservatives controlled the tides themselves, during all of that, the now top Democrat was probably sat wrapped in a blue blanket, lying under his blue duvet, on his mostly blue bed sheet, liberally taxing his stiff little pole.
I mean, what more is there to say?
Apart from the picture I saw today of Theresa May, yes Mrs T!, giving it the full BA Baracus in front of a poster which said the May Team! Well, she is the Face of the Tories. Blah blah blah. Oh yeah, she works with/for Murdoch. Christ. Idiots!
It’s a pleasure (but not in a Tim Farron way) to be your candidate.