... was clearly the Bottler being interviewed by Andrew Marr by the still supplicant BBC over the weekend.
Who did he think he was fooling?
This is a serious question.
The poor old Bottler is transparently no more fitted to be PM than he is to strip off, whang a couple of coconuts on his chest, jam on a straw wig, slip into a grass skirt and sway around – Balls on the zingy guitar – pretending to be a South Sea beauty.
He'd be no less unconvincing – and probably rather less grotesque.
He isn't just a fraud. He is a nutter, a man encased in increasingly desperate fantasies.
Please, please, please. Someone, anyone, take him away. Beg, plead, implore. If only for his own sake.
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The Goblin King was always my most hated politician, but despite his irritating mannerisms and pathetic attempts to lie himself out of trouble on Sunday AM ... I couldn't help feeling ... a little bit sorry for him.
Aaargh! I can't even hate and despise him properly any more, what's wrong with me!?
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