Taxis home can only be claimed after 11pm. One woman MP says:What happens on a January night in London? I suppose I will have to take the tube, then a bus and then a long walk home. That is not safe.
Well, you fucking cunt, then why don't you fucking work on making the fucking cuntry a fucking safer place, you utter, utter cuntstain? Rather than just leeching off the taxpayer?
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Alternatively......... The trough pig could for a taxi from it's own pocket..
I love this blog, it's so cathartic.
Loads of people take the Tube home and then a bus and then walk.
I nipped over to the HoC calendar to see how much dangerous January 2011 the poor lambs were going to be exposed to. The dates are provisional but the shaded areas represent sitting days.
The good news is that there is only one day, phew, so that's the menace which is January dealt with.
The bad news is that either we are going to invade France, or they are going to invade us, as Parliamentary literature is increasingly bi-lingual. I noticed it the other week on the order of business but assumed it was some ancient custom left over from William of Normandy's time. Perhaps not.
Presumably it would be tactless to publish it in German.
Ooops, sorry, that's the Canadian timetables. Wrong parliament.
Never mind, our's will just have to go to work in January, if they can decide which days to open.
How sad.
The Sow could always resign her seat in protest.
Fuckers. Right, here's a plan. Let's start inundating our local MPs with work.
Go in and complain about the council, local police, do a Tom Watson and moan about the junkies at the local chemist.
Get your mates, workfriends and whoever else you can into it, and just keep these pig ignorant fuckers so busy the last thing they'll be worrying about is their taxi up the road. I think it's about time they earned that £34.86 an hour, don't you?
I lived in fucking Camberwell. If you've ever reeled legless out of Brixton tube station at 1 am and shambled down Coldharbour Lane in the foggy November darkness to your minuscule but over-priced flat, then you can talk. Until then, get your bloody hand out of the till.
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