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Post by tiddles on Apr 25, 2013 16:21:43 GMT 1
www.greenocktelegraph.co.uk/news/greenock/articles/2013/04/25/454969-wilson-chats-to-the-chancellor/Picture it, Inverclyde's Deputy Provost is introduced Reichsfuehrer Gideon.... WilsonHello Herr Chancellor, I am David (the pies are all mine) Wilson, the Deputy Provost of a wasteland called, Inverclyde. GideonWell you fat bastard, I thought the Blessed Margaret had put paid to that place or have you saved some to breed for food? WilsonOh No (grovelling and licking the nether regions of Gideon), I just wanted to tell you that I agree with all you are doing to those evil sick and disabled people. They are all lazy benefit scroungers and some of them block my view of Tesco (I LOVE Tesco). Don't worry about Inverclyde, together with my lying, despicable chums in the Labour Party, we are well on the way to putting an end to it and its lazy good for nothing population. GideonThat's good to hear but bugger off now because your 30 stone body is leaking grease at a terrible rate and in any case, you're not a real Tory, you're a jumped up aspiring bastard. Stay away from the pie table, I know your kind, you'd eat even Tesco out of food if left to your own devices. WilsonOf course your wonderfulness, I will bugger off but I would never do anything to hurt my friends at Tesco, I love them very much. Wilson slithers away leaving a trail of greasy, Tory slime behind him.
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Post by Wee Jock on Apr 26, 2013 1:35:23 GMT 1
Now that wee bit from the Tele made me laugh.
Gideon sees the light after talking to Inverclyde councillor and decides based on said conversation, that the cuts aren't deep enough because people in Inverclyde can still afford a bottle of Buckie.
Kilmacolm is to be made an enterprise zone, but only if you live there.
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