You can’t polish a turd, mate

I’m starting to get cross. While personages who’ve been made redundant as a consequence of The Cuts are being advised to get out and sweep the streets so as not to come over all waily, down in the dumps and depressed and to remain useful to society – rather than degenerate into dole-dependent thumb-sucking Kyle junkies – the PM has put his mate on the payroll at 35K per annum (just Tuesday afternoons, day release) to attempt to take Polaroids of him that aren’t too fucking hideous. Why not just get the bindies down at Vogue to Photoshop them in the usual way Dave? The only good thing about this story is that ‘Cameron’ was the first thing I typed into the image search and it gave me a full page of semi-clad pictures of this blonde babe called Diaz.

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6 Responses to You can’t polish a turd, mate

  1. shep207 says:

    I’ve heard this is what he looks like before any Photoshop work is done:

  2. Stephen Foster says:

    Hmm. Perhaps that 35K is money well spent after all.

  3. Daftburger says:

    You got Diaz pics and you posted this one how gayerisist is that? He looks like a quior, talks like a quior, probably is quior! 😀

  4. markelt says:

    You can’t polish a turd….but you can roll it in glitter, writes a PR man

  5. Stephen Foster says:

    Powerful imagery there Elt, but I guess that’s what I pay you for.

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