Tory Blair heads for retirement and notoriety

So Tory Bore is about to leave Downing Street, not that he has spent much time there lately. From what i have seen on the TV news he appears to have been on a round the world 'Hey I'm Tony, I'm really great, give us a job' tour, with his frightful spouse in tow.

All of this has of course been paid for by the grateful British taxpayer, grateful, so my sources in the "Gut and Bucket" tell me, because they see anything that takes the appalling Cherie miles out of harms way as worth paying for.

It is so refreshing to hear that the man who has been responsible for 'improving' education and health care provision in our great country should be so modest in not claiming his rightful place as a great war leader. Tory through extreme skill, insight, determination and eagerness to play lapdog to Dubya has helped to create numerous life ending opportunities in Iraq and Afghanistan.
Responsibility for the deaths of brave British soldiers and innocent civilians apparently lies firmly at the door of the late Mr Sadand Insane and the Tallymen. Somehow Bliar always manages to find others to take responsibility for unpleasant matters; we all remember of course that Mr Greg Dyke and Mr Gavin Davies, of the appallingly biased BBC, were responsible for the death of Dr David Kelly and how Gordon Brown is responsible for the roaring success of our economy. Oh how we laughed.

To more important matters; i have been delighted lately at the sudden rise in popularity of the use of the word 'Merkin'. Of course at the McNasty Hosiery and Wig Emporium we have been using the word for years; indeed the 'McNasty Monster Merkin' has long been a best seller; we take only the finest fur from the north american beaver and weave it, a strand at a time, into a base of finest silk, building up a luxuriant hair piece that takes so long to manufacture that only the wealthiest minges can afford it. Of course we can deliver in many shades and degrees of curl. My more discerning clients have long enjoyed the pleasures of being a natural blond during lunchtime charity events , somewhat darker for cocktails and a ginger minger for dinner and wife swapping.