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BERNARD GUSSET -
AFTERTHOUGHTS (Updated... as and when)
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IN BRIEF : Gary Glitter was defiant as they handed down the three year sentence in Vietnam for molesting two underage girls. Despite his apparent shock - as he figured he'd bought off the injured parties - well rehearsed and a bit of an obvious performance Gary. It has to be said, there is no smoke with out fire and given your past convictions it would have afforded you more sympathy had you been less extrovert at your trial and a bit more dignified.I mean what was that Ho Chi Minh beard and grey neck tuft all about and all that shouting after the trial? What an idiot! |
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| March 6th 2006 | |
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I LOVE YOU ALL... BUT MOST OF ALL... ME!
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![]() Batteries not included! |
"It's fantastic. I don't know what to say. It's all just so incredible I... I... I just don't know what to say (Give me a minute) - sniff - I really didn't expect this award (Well I did, at least I thought I might get it, I was bloody good) and there are so many people I want to thank (Yeah right! But mainly me as I was sooo good, I mean, just how good was the director) Oh it's all been so unexpected (but geeze it's going to bump up the money. Yeah baby Yeah!) - sniff - and when you think where I was this time last year (...with barely a BAFTA to my name, and look at me now) I just can't believe my luck, (luck pah, I slept with half the Academy to ensure I dated this little gold guy, who by the way would look very good in a thong) I just hope my mom and dad are watching (yeah after the hell you put me through with that brace you bastards and don't think you're getting a penny from me.) and my maths teacher at school - giggle - who always said I'd make it - sniff (yeah in fact that's just the line he used to get me beteween the sheets, flattering my innocent ego, the bastard, well who's laughing now Billy Jo Bob) |
| Thank you also to my voice coach was such a big help with his advice and encouragement (and he was right, frequent applications of sperm really does help the vocal chords) But most of all I want to thank my husband Hank for being so supportive - sniff - and patient - sniff - and always being there for me when I had doubts (who I'm going to divorce as soon as I can, for being off with that little teen slut he's been jumpin' while I was on location in the goddamn Mojave dessert eating dust for dinner, at least I will once I get Clooney handcuffed to the bed post) Thank you, thank you again, I love you all. (What a crock! In fact I couldn't give a rats ass what happens to any of them, just gimme the money, then it's off to the parties, yeehaaah!) | |
| March 5th 2006 | |
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"THAT'S IT, I'VE HAD ENOUGH...!"
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![]() Tessa Jowell gets firm with her husband |
"Really it's the bitter end, first I make David a wonderful Irish stew and he doesn't even touch it, then I offer him kinky sex - I promised him I'd dress up like Ruth Kelly and take him from behind - but even that was met with indifference, and now I find out he couldn't be bothered to tell me that we'd paid off the £350,000 mortgage. A piddling amount I grant you but he could have mentioned it over the Kedgeree. But no, he sits behind his blasted copy of Star Wars Magazine making those bizarre laser noises and mumbling obscene remarks about what he'd like to do to Queen Amidalla with a Toblerone and a litre of baby oil and completely misses to opportunity to distract me from my morning prayers to the lord.... Tony! Now I find out he's been eating Spaghetti behind my back and taking lessons in Italian. Senor Pepperoni has a lot to answer for. Anyway, I've left him. I warned him, I said a while back, if there ever comes a time when you get given £350,000 and you neglect to tell me about it we're through... until the whole thing's blown over... however many days that takes." Now that's what I call being firm.
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| March 5th 2006 | |
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LAUNDRY DAY MIRACLE IN DOWNING STREET
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![]() Neg ------------- Pos The Shroud of No10 |
Quite by chance as the house staff of No10 were changing the beds and doing the laundry, they noticed a strange phenomenon that occurred in Tony's quarters and very nearly went unnoticed. Somehow - and no one knows how - a negative imprint of Tone has appeared on his sheets. This incredible (but true) event happened the day after his recent interview with Michael Parkinson (Parky), you know, the one that's in the news about him being on first name terms, not just with George Bush but also with God. Comparisons are being made to the Shroud of Turin and the actual likeness to our Prime Minister is uncanny, (see left) for when we obtained a copy of the image and printed it in positive form, Tone's beaming image was as clear as Einstein's formula for time E=Mc2. It's clear from this that there are more things in heaven and earth Tone, than are in your loft. And I think that's as true now as it was then. People are asking themselves, was our involvement in Iraq therefore the result of a message from God to Tone over tea and crumpets at No10. Just possibly. Has the whole thing been a Catholic Jihad as it were? Well that's a question for Tone and Georgey boy to answer. It's good - is it not - to know we were in such good hands |
| March5th 2006 | |
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LIBERALS CHOOSE THEIR LEADER
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![]() Sir Minging Campbell |
Yes the Liberals
are back with a purpose and a knee bandage and some linement. It's clear
from their leadership election they're going for the youth vote. That's
why they've voted to be led by grandfather figure Emperor Ming. Unfortunately,
the ones who will identify with grandfather Ming are as yet too young
to vote, though they should connect with his paternalistic approach.
In the role of parental figure he's said that as yet Charles Kennedy
is not yet ready to take part in his shadow cabinet, "Have a nice
nap and deal with this drinking issue young man and we'll see... that's
if you're a good boy." Kinda ironic that Charles Kennedy looks
like an overgrown schoolboy, some would say, as he's being treated like
one. Anyway, the word is that by electing Sir Ming to the leadership,
the party faithfull - identifyable by their greying hair and placards
reading "Vote Liberal - after the election", they have confined
the party to a permanent third place until such time as they elect a
more representative and younger head who will look like he's got somewhere
to run to rather than look back on where he's run from. |
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