Friday, April 28, 2006

Manifesto Destiny

Seems like every arsehole in the place is writing his own piece of shit manifesto these days, so I made one too.


Sign up in the comments, yiz cunts, otherwise I'll assume that you HATE HORSES.

11 Mewling Pricks

At 6:06 pm, Anonymous David Duff ejaculated...

At one end they bite you and at the other they shit on you, so yes, I hate horses!

 
At 6:42 pm, Blogger Larry Teabag ejaculated...

I'm allergic to the fuckers. But I wouldn't want to eat one, so ok I'll sign up.

 
At 8:35 pm, Anonymous Captain Handspank ejaculated...

Fuck horses man. Fuck 'em right in the ear. Lemurs is where its at. Now thats an animal around which you can really base an effective socio-political insurgent movement in todays postmodern world

 
At 2:12 pm, Anonymous John ejaculated...

The comments here explain better than I ever could why this manifesto is necessary. Now more than ever, the real Left must draw a clear line and isolate the sort of moral equivalence and horse-phobia which ends up with the grotesque spectacle of a Lablour council - a Labour council - scuttling round in taxis handing out redundancy notices.

Orwell would be proud to sign up.

 
At 4:01 pm, Blogger Snotty McShot ejaculated...

Jesus, tough crowd! This manifesto writing racket is trickier than I thought.

 
At 7:24 pm, Blogger Desargues ejaculated...

I like me some 'orses. 'Orses are cool. Better than cats'n'dogs, anyway.

 
At 6:09 am, Blogger Binty McShae ejaculated...

They taste pretty good too, so I'm told...

 
At 2:12 pm, Blogger Andraste ejaculated...

I like horses. I'd like to go back to using them as transportation...

they run on HAY, man, HAY.

WV: ediauh = See? word verification thinks it's a good idea.

 
At 12:00 pm, Blogger meekon5 ejaculated...

I Love horses, braised with a white wine sauce, vegetables andante on the side, nice bottle of wine. Where do I sign up?

 
At 1:46 am, Blogger lucretius ejaculated...

I hate horses just as much as the next guy, but what the hell Snotty, get off your arse and back into the game. Or back into blogging.

 
At 7:20 pm, Blogger Snotty McShot ejaculated...

Jesus. What's the story with all the horse animosity?

Anyway, Lucretius, yer wish is granted. You'll be regretting it pretty soon, no doubt.

 

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