What's not to like? Woefully jangly indie-lite shite; ill-fitting and cheap-looking suit, complemented by shoes from the sales bin at Clarks; the queasily familiar mug of failed politician-cum-inanely giggling jester. Utter, utter cuntishness, devoid of humour, purpose or dignity. Tempted to vote for the Conliberal Demotories ever again? Remember: this is what those fuckers are like; this is the man who would have liked to be Mayor of London:
Surely you'd sooner rather vote for the bumbling blonde fop (because "he's a legend") than soil your ballot paper by giving support to this tragic bell-end? For any elected position, however lowly?
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