THE FALL OF THE UNITED KINGDOM PART V Gordon Brown settled into his plush leather recliner, in his swanky taxpayers paid penthouse suite in the heart of London. He rubbed his eyes, weary after the final days campaigning at the behest of Cameron and Milliband both, the lure of a title his reward. His pudgy fingers wrapped round the Crystal tumbler and he poured a generous serving of 24year old single malt. He sat thinking back over the mess the fool Darling had made, and was proud of his very own idea of getting the Daily Record to print a fake vow to fool his moronic countrymen. He drained the Smokey liquor and began to nod into a drunken dreamfilled slumber... ****************************************** Gordon stood in the middle of a dark room. The floor was checked black and white with marble tiles... A loud clunk of a switch being pulled made him jump, as a piercing spotlight suddenly lit up a large stone plinth. Standing on the far side of the rock stood a seminaked man in a tight fitting gimp mask...instinct told him that it was David Cameron... Gordon knew what was expected of him and he lay upon the cold hard surface. Dark cloaked figures stepped into the circle of light, roughly grabbing him by the arms and legs. Manacle chain cuffs were tightened into place leaving him helpless... His heart beat faster and faster as the gimp faced Cameron wheeled a trolley out of the shadows. He strained to see what was going on... What? Is that a coffin? He thought. Cameron reverently tipped the coffin up on end, and carefully praised open the lid. Gordons bushy eyebrows rose, his bloodshot eyes widening as he recognized the wizened creature stirring within... Thatcher! The reanimated corpse twitched and shuddered and the well known gaze of the iron lady fell upon him. She flowed suddenly to the side of the plinth. Whisps of yellow hair fell out as her rotting meat breath wafted into his ear... You have done usssss a great Sssservice Gordon... James A Mcvean Gordon Brown was called in to pull the Better Together Campaign out of the shit. Darling had made an arse of it, and it was the combination of Blair McDougall s idea of the telephone campaign of lying and terrifying pensioners into thinking that they were going to lose their pensions...an utterly disgusting campaign. Brown promised the impossible, while the Tories counted our postal votes in England, and the goalposts were moved...but this treacherous love triangle of Tory, Labour and Lib dems have had to reap the whirlwind of the monumental growth of the YES campaign and the SNP. Mere days after Winning the referendum, the evidence pointed out that the people of Scotland realised that they have been duped, and support for Labour collapsed like a burst balloon...Lamont resigned, Darling resigned, Gordon Brown joined them... The Red Tories are now left with the boy wonder Jim Murphy...who has decided to try and save his party from extinction, by supporting some of the SNP policies and going against Darlings advice and calling for greater devolution.... TOO LITTLE TOO LATE I SAY RED TORIES OUT VOTE SNP OR ANY YES ALLIANCE...For the good of our country. Namaste friends x
Posted on: Wed, 26 Nov 2014 12:43:10 +0000
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