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For a while there I felt like Freddie Mercury back in my Zanzibar home...
Green Haired Jim
These are all things that never happened under the leadership of Australia's greatest ever PM; John Howard.
Digger,
Cranbourne
Happy anniversary.
Yours in political sexness,
Herr Fucknuckle
When I git me 'nuff money, I'm gonna get some of my campaign materials out to all you Aussies.
I'm keep'n an eye on you, Max - ain't gonna git away with no nevermind under my watch!!
1. Dig a trench 7'x6'x600'
2. Line up every last Muslim or Ayrab, or whatever that ain't an American, 'long that trench.
3. Tell all them Ayrabs to face west and start pray'n to Allah.
4. Then start spray'n them with lead. Be kind - try to give 'em head shots so thar ain't too much sufferin.
5. Fill in the trench.
6. Sell off the Gitmo land to a Timeshare resort, and all them rottin Ayrabs will green up the first and second holes of a world-class golf course fer a real long time.
But still, you whine and complain that it is not enough!
Well how about trying something different instead of moaning about the government all the time? Get off your arse and get a real job so that decent hard working blokes like me don't have to pay so much tax to support your public-purse subsidised lifestyle!
Digger,
Cranbourne
Put an electrode on her clit and a rocket up my arse.
French fillies frolic fully frilled.
Abdul,
Tehran
Cuz, them Irish Ginnis is gonna run yer lil island soon enough, boy.
Digger,
Cranbourne
Yer gonna think of me and say "God Bless Ricky - He Was Right....Oh, thar ain't no God 'round here....just SATAN, and he's whoopin my soul with a read hot Wasp Injection Knife.
Gunna hop in me boat and spear me a sperm one,
And cook up a gobful
Luv ya me hearties
If it can't flap it can't fly
My third eye can piss as well
Hey titties were Gods gift to pullovers
A hand up her crack smells worse than in her bush
If you squeeze it like taffy it'll do no damn good