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...to our hell is paved with John's "good" intentions.

Well done. It's interesting how often this "intent" creeps into his statements but no-one has spotted it or else they have but not raised it as something that he places in his sentences over and over again....ad nauseum. It is his ticket to lie about things he will do or not do. Whenyou put the word "intend" into your statement, it becomes an open-ended statement, automatically. It can then be edited, refuted, backflipped upon etc... and what politician doesn't want the power to do that?

Karl fucking Rove, one of the biggest rats in the rodent-infested White House, has quit "for family reasons" (which family?!). Yep, Bush's so-called Brain is deserting the sinking ship of state! That subpoena must really be spooking the bastards!

Just keep that property Ponzi-scheme running boys. I don't care about the rest. This is one chain-letter the politicians are hired to keep going until something snaps! Let the public fuss over some infantile trivia.

Far out Ozzievitch!! You hit the nail on the head! That's exactly what is happening and will happen.
Well observed.

This proposed change to the structure of our government should be quite easy to implement.

All that the drivers of this change need to do is lead the public by their noses around any obstacles by telling them what is Australian and what is un-Australian.

If any other objections arise just play the terrorist card.

Wlen you freel the crold craws of the glovernment alound your baws, you rill scleam! I plomise you!

Here is our well-reasoned case: A vote for Rudd, is a vote to try to unscramble our precious scrambled business egg. Eleven years of scrambling that egg to perfection could all be ruined by voting in the union-affiliated Labor Party egg-descramblers.
Ask yourself if you want to risk having unscrambled egg for breakfast. A vote for John Howard is a vote for scrambled egg. Who do you trust to scramble your eggs? Just think egg, think scrambled, think John!

Just wait until we call in the bills!

Vote for me!

I'll do whatever you want!

FucKrudd - another dud.

Australian politics is fucked.

Ignore the lot of them.

Vote beer/marijuana party - its our only hope.

The latest poll has PM Howard bouncing back. You Kruddy lovers are gunna have egg all over face again when the Aussie mainstream vote back the best PM ever.

Digger,
Cranbourne

As you point out stars are already burning so he must hope his stupid eyes will burn. I know you're an ex liberal voter and I know thinking must be new to you. Just think a little longer next time. You're doing well! Keep it up.

Yes, you're right. Thick!

You hope the stupid eyes will burn, or the stars? I believe most stars are already burning. Is that useful information?
Help him Lord.

When I do.

Non-core John next? Now let us pray - please Dear Lord, you know you need him to help you in Heaven. I'm sure you can find some other parasite to take-over Kirribilli House. May the arse-sucking rodent go to his just reward. Amen.

Holy cow! When are people going to stop dying?

factory records founder and Madchester legend Tony Wilson has died.

Well there you go.

Yachting journalist and author Lou d'Alpuget died in Sydney at the age of 91, August, 2006.
He wrote a yachting column in a Packer newspaper.

Ricky, I don't go there - you should know that! You could ask Benway - he has had some results with psychosurgery and electronics. Most people are robopaths or sociopaths, and best avoided. Best thing about most dykes is they don't breed, but how can we stop politicians breeding? Where's Doctor Benway?

Just for filthy Dikes, dirty Dike lovers, and women who's kooters stank so bad that only a buzz-headed bull- Dike will touch it.

What Dikes need is a real man to bitch-slap some sense back into them. Ain't worth no nevermind for me to go 'round mess'in with Dikes.

Chato, you up for the job?

with that jesus loving dipshit!

We always fixed such problems in the traditional way. Neither Jews, Vikings, Christians, Franks or other drooling rabble ever escaped the sharpened stake. After a while we received no more visitors. In the end nobody dared to send a letter or even a postcard! Such was the power of the old ways.

In my experience, every despot can be improved by having the pointed end of a sharpened stake inserted where the sun does not shine. The stake should be planted so as to hoist the despot high, and in full view of all and sundry. Lighting a bonfire and dancing around the impaled despot is optional, but I strongly approve of such innocent revelry.

I bet it goes and sounds like that inbred cajun inspired southern squeal like a pig music. Bring out the gimp!

This raving old satanist is always saying that sort of thing. The sooner we crush his head to release the demons screeching inside it, the better off everyone will be. Amen.
-anti666

Well I never!

I never heard of this legend. How did it go?

Hello friends! i new on your forum!
see ya:))

That thing looks handy. Me and Von used to play like that.

Yeah man, we gotta get the band back together. Von was skin.

Yep, they are still thick!

John should sell his foreskin cheese to the small group of John-lovers out there. He must remember to charge them GST on it. Otherwise, it would not be right.

All praise to John

Our lord and master

Smite the nay-sayers John

Smite them hard

doesn't bother even counting votes

is out of style

would choke on the truth

Good Lord, every time some dumb old hippy takes the big dirt nap, these drug-guzzlers cain't get their depression and anxiety under control no matter how many chemicals they pump into their bodies!

All this moan'n and groan'n over some dead carney organ grinder. A man like Von Wagner dies - a real musician who worked hard all his life, and ain't nobody to pay tribute to him. But, some old hippy organ grinder dies and all of the socialists are wimpering like a baby pig in a poke.

Hawke perhaps? Maurie, who are you talking about? (D'Alpuget? Her family lived on the slope of the steep hill at Earlwood at the end of the shopping centre near the bus depot. Their house was built high up on this sandstone cutting. She was the black sheep. Dad wrote about yachting.)

Condolences to all the family and also to Bob. I never did like that Blanche Dupuljet but.

Why would I want learn about Lee Hazelwood?

and I was there.

Then get off your bum and go learn something about him.

Buy one of his records and have a listen.

Who?

and go Roys!

There are also the two Peters, the greasy one who left, and the smirking conman who waited too long for his shot at having the top bastard job. The fine pair - Tony and Alex. The dalek-voice Senator. All the various deadhead Liberal bastards and cheats. The ID card that is not an ID card man - Oddjob Joe, now trying to sell John's latest shit to the public. The various nazi women John had hand-picked to do his dirty work, including the cold old sociopath bitch who got out early. We can drag the fat fascist alcoholic back from Rome. So much justice to be done, so little time!

Yes - his fault. Dirty little Johnny's own filthy acts. The voters will have their say on election day. Even the NWO and good mate Rupert the Dirty Digger are happy to cut withered old John adrift. He has done all the filthy acts they wanted, and now he is used-up. There will be just as many dry eyes when he has gone as when Beazley evaporated. With a bit of luck some of the innocents he shit on will hand him over to some mad Islamics for some tough, but fair, non-core justice.