I think Mark that in these enlightened times the jury may be split ion Michelle.
Rog , Betty….as elder statesmen and aficionados of crumpet, is it permissible to give her the benefit ? On 14 Mar 2013, at 13:52, Mark Tuffey wrote: > Agreed, and in two words...Michelle Obama! Arrogant c#%t! > Cheers > Mark > El Presidente Wisconsin Whites > Leeds United > Chicago Fire > > > > From: [email protected] > > > To say that our friend Mr Huhne has made one or two crass errors of > > judgment over recent months is clearly something which cannot be > > understated; but it should equally be noted that there was a witless > > inevitability to his asinine progress that could have been anticipated by > > anyone who had been even dimly aware of his existence over the last three > > decades. > > > > You see – it is never sensible to trust a man, particularly one who seeks > > public office, who has what is patently such a fucking awful taste in > > women. > > > > Witness the Inglorious Tony – hamstrung in each and every foray on to the > > public stage not only by his simpering, sycophantic demeanor, but also by > > having to drag that capaciously-mawed gorgon around with him; teetering and > > gawping across the political landscape wearing make up applied by an > > artless ten year old that did nothing to diffuse or disguise the angular > > dysfunction of a face roughly hacked out of tofu with a blunt knife. Jesus. > > How he ever sat easily at the top table of the world’s leaders with that > > thing slumped at his side is beyond comprehension. > > > > Huhne, clearly, has ventured that nothing can be quite so repulsive as what > > has gone before but, as you might now reasonably expect of him, this has > > been a grave miscalculation. The Pryce creature, to be fair, had a 50/50 > > chance of being irredeemably grim due to her Greek heritage. She was either > > going to be an aureate, slender goddess, all flawless brunette colouring > > with shimmering dark highlights and skin with the flocculent lushness of a > > peach, or she was going to look like a bloke. Unfortunately, genetics set > > her helplessly adrift down this second path of duplicitous manliness, then > > slapped her arse to send her on the way with particularly malevolent > > mutations that left us with something akin to Ronnie Barker wearing a shit > > ginger wig. With, one would imagine, the texture of pigskin indecorously > > fingered and poked through dusty hessian cloth. > > > > Huhne, however, saw the light – unlikely though that might have been with > > most of his horizons obscured by the hulking mass of animate Stygian gloom > > to which he found himself fettered. He chose to seek succor elsewhere, and > > took up fornicative cudgels with the piquantly named Carina Trimingham. The > > very name evokes pert simplicity – archetypal Country Life cover material - > > and you’d have thought that she would have been serviceably attractive as a > > result, if a little unadventurous, bordering on the plain side of things > > but ultimately scrubbing up nicely if enough of mummy and daddy’s cash was > > thrown at it, err, her. > > > > What you wouldn’t expect is some sort of cartoon character with a head the > > shape of a jelly bean, or – if you’re either five years old or own a child > > of a proximate age – like Igglepiggle from In The Night Garden. Trimingham > > has the unfortunate knack of looking like someone different in every photo > > taken of her; the sickener for her, and possible for Huhne too, is that > > none of her doppelgangers are flattering in any way, shape, manner or form. > > Chris Barrie - or Rimmer - from Red Dwarf; Ryan Miller – goaltender for the > > Buffalo Sabres of the NHL (I shit you not); even her hair “style” is > > seemingly based on either Jack Douglas from the Carry On films or someone > > deep in the lineage of the Plantagenet kings at the turn of the first > > millennium. Stylishly and expensively coiffeured it is not, unless it’s one > > of those fucking extortionate Emma Bridgewater pudding basins that’s been > > used to achieve the desired effect… > > > > She also appears to be joyless, lacking any appreciable curves, dowdy and > > have a penchant for crew-neck dresses that make her look like a nun > > throwing caution to the wind in particularly conservative (small “c’”) > > style on the one-day-out-of-the-convent-per-year trip to Waitrose or > > something equally tedious. > > > > So there you are. Huhne’s judgement is beyond either hope or repair. He’s > > fucked up grandly not once, but twice, and I don’t suppose that his > > selection criteria are going to get any more discerning in the short term, > > as a few weeks having the attentions of Brian The Fister from e-wing as > > your best option for a spot of carnal delight is hardly going to see you > > raising your standards to thus far neglected heights when seeking comfort > > and redress on restoration to your usual sphere of endeavours following > > your release… > > > > _______________________________________________ > > Leedslist mailing list > > Info and options: http://mailman.greennet.org.uk/mailman/listinfo/leedslist > > To unsubscribe, email [email protected] > > > > MARCHING ON TOGETHER _______________________________________________ Leedslist mailing list Info and options: http://mailman.greennet.org.uk/mailman/listinfo/leedslist To unsubscribe, email [email protected] MARCHING ON TOGETHER
