Tuesday, April 22, 2008
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Stanislav's Rants on Guido (www.order-order.com) plus whatever else tickles my fancy.
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- This blog is a compilation of Stanislav's Rants as they appear on Guido. It is neither operated nor sanctioned by him. If you don't like it, don't come back.
Good news at last, Browne ill. Hope it's deadly but protracted and agonisingly, screamingly painful, like napalm.
Maybe, God willing, he'll go home and find his house bombed, his family in bloody shreds and Geoff Hoon loitering there, saying You'll thank me one day, you'll thank me one day; I simply don't accept that, Kirsty, I simply don't accept that, kirsty; or Miranda Blair saying I take full responsibility but only in the form of millions of US dollars in payoff; I am a pretty, straightguy. Perhaps Ali Closet-Campbell will be there saying Heavy shit, Des, finding these Weapons of Mass Destruction. And anyway, the world's a much better place for the removal of that Saddam bloke, innit, mission accomplished, eh, fancy a drink ?
Presumptuously, Guido, permit stanislav, on behalf of the little Iraqi boy, his arms and family blown to bits, brought to NHS Blair in a foul publicity stunt; on behalf of the melted cavalryman blackguarded by Browne's junior, the unspeakable cunt Ainsworth and on behalf of uncountable legions of innocents slaughtered, maimed and blinded, made refugee, thirsty, hungry and frightened wish Des Browne and all the frightfully clever yet easily "misled" honourable and right honourable members a lifetime of pain, sickness and misery equivalent to their wickedness; may their sleep be fractured by dead children marching through their bedroom walls, reproaching them; may they lift bloody hands to ears unstoppable, be despised and rejected, spat upon and shat upon by decent folk everywhere; may Browne and his cronies, cowards, thieves and degenerates; torturers, vandals, warmongers, philistines; brutes, monsters and villains; ponces, pimps and whores, may they bear the guilt a weary way and thereafter may they roast, forever, in presbyterian Hell, down there sucking on Satan's cock, mouth-to-mouth with Gordon Brown's neglectful, ambitious, pushy, sanctimonious father; it is he, after all, we must thank for this miserable, sermonising, cowardly, gibbering, snot-eating freak, appointing shit like lawyer Browne, shaming and beggaring the country, robbing the poor, fellating the rich, murdering the innocent. New Labour, what are they like, eh?
ps to the bloke above, Mrs Dale is probably out shopping in Oxfam for a new cardy, no point talking to her here, this is a dark place of rage and venom, not well behaved like Mrs Dale, Mrs Dale doesn't do bad language, only bad writing. Maybe try the WI.
love from stainslav