At first, Neil Parish apologised and declared it "a moment of madness". Then he said he was "looking for tractors," but somehow he mistyped everything and ended up looking at porn instead. Now, what if instead of the weasel lies, he had said: “I’ll tell you what I was looking at. None of your God damn business, that’s what!” At least he could have kept his dignity.
Yesterday, it was reported in the Telegraph that he was looking for a Dominatrix. Funny, because my-ex is in to that. But seriously, this seems quite common amongst those in positions of authority but who lead empty soulless lives. I could end up feeling quite sorry for him. He is to be pitied.
So presumably the Tory’s are going to ditch some of their MPs and replace them with women? Well, that should cure the problem because, or so this hopelessly naive thinking goes, women are just better and purer human beings. While I’m all up for more Ann Widdicomes, that is not what we will get. It will be more Angela Rayner and Jess Phillips clones and life will be tyranny.
(Wasn’t it Harriet Harman who actually expensed her male-on-male porn habit but then just blamed it on her husband?)
I’ve long come to conclusion that all this needs to happen, though it will come at terrible cost. Those men leading us are such pitiful and self-despising people, that they have gladly dumped all their terrible insecurities on all the young boys of future generations and condemned them to hell. Perhaps I should not have pity for Neil Parish after all.
At first, Neil Parish apologised and declared it "a moment of madness". Then he said he was "looking for tractors," but somehow he mistyped everything and ended up looking at porn instead. Now, what if instead of the weasel lies, he had said: “I’ll tell you what I was looking at. None of your God damn business, that’s what!” At least he could have kept his dignity.
Yesterday, it was reported in the Telegraph that he was looking for a Dominatrix. Funny, because my-ex is in to that. But seriously, this seems quite common amongst those in positions of authority but who lead empty soulless lives. I could end up feeling quite sorry for him. He is to be pitied.
So presumably the Tory’s are going to ditch some of their MPs and replace them with women? Well, that should cure the problem because, or so this hopelessly naive thinking goes, women are just better and purer human beings. While I’m all up for more Ann Widdicomes, that is not what we will get. It will be more Angela Rayner and Jess Phillips clones and life will be tyranny.
(Wasn’t it Harriet Harman who actually expensed her male-on-male porn habit but then just blamed it on her husband?)
I’ve long come to conclusion that all this needs to happen, though it will come at terrible cost. Those men leading us are such pitiful and self-despising people, that they have gladly dumped all their terrible insecurities on all the young boys of future generations and condemned them to hell. Perhaps I should not have pity for Neil Parish after all.
Peasants Revolt, anyone?