But lately, I'm really starting to wonder about DING.
I mean, I'm wondering to the point that I've pretty much decided to vote Labour, something that has honestly never occurred to me before. But really, what can you really make of someone who is faced with an enormous open goal the size of Colostomy Brown's rage and then doesn't even attempt a shot at goal.
Apparently, there's a certain amount of cuntsternation in Tory circles because the poll lead has slumped to 6% (and fucking rightly so - they should have a fucking 60% lead, not a 6% lead!)
I don't really see why anyone should be surprised: we've had more than a decade of big-government tax and fucking spend, hectoring little Hitlers sticking their noses into every aspect of our micromanaged lives, quangos up the wazoo, blatant corruption and thievery and we're fucking sick of it. This is not hard to understand.
So what does the useless buttered new potato do? He promises us even more of the same fucking shit, but promises it will be different because he's in charge. Dave, don't be a fucking cunt all your life. We are beyond the Blair era. We don't want another smooth, charming, unprincipled, snake oil salesman running the show. If you're too dumb to work out from the polls what the problem is, maybe you should step aside and let someone else have a fucking go.
But shit like this just screams that you haven't got a clue, you haven't got a grip and you are just another fucking makeweight cock-weasel out to screw the country for your own gain:
The Tories have signed a contract with their firm - Squier, Knapp, Dunn Communications, which is a leading Washington-based Democrat-leaning political consultancy - specifically for help with TV debates. But the firm is also expected to offer advice more broadly to the Tory leader on the direction of the Conservative campaign.
Great fucking idea, you cretinous fuckmong: the British people are crying out for vapid promises of Hope and Change.
Don't make me do it, Dave. Don't make me put my cross in the Labour box. Give me something to fucking hope for.