Thursday, 29 September 2011

Like a cross between Margaret Thatcher and Polly Toynbee, but without the sense of humour.

7 comments:

Michael Fowke said...

What monster is this?!

TheFatBigot said...

The malice and spite that guide her every cretinous word seem not to be reflected in the face, all I see is a stupid fat baggage and that is just a part of this hideous crone.

Mark Wadsworth said...

MF, 'tis Hattie.

TFB, I know what you mean, but it's tricky packing all that in to one biro-fuelled scribble (this was my third or fourth attempt). Why don't you have a go?

TheFatBigot said...

I can't do that art stuff. The best I'd be able to come up with is a sheet of A4 with "dangerous cunt" written in the middle.

Leg-iron said...

I'd have said more like a cross between Shrek and the dessicated remnants of a shattered whelk.

But I agree, without the sense of humour.


(Amazing. WV is 'mingurt'. Her old school nickname, near enough)

Barnacle Bill said...

Mrs. Jack Dromey, one of nuLabor's troika of, to borrow Mr. FB's astute observation, "Dangerous Cunt(s)".

Along with Mrs. Blinky Balls, of whom I would say Mrs. Dromey has the most to fear, Yvette's learnt the art of back stabbing from her old fella.

Whilst Mrs. David Mills can be relied upon to do the paperwork!

wv = nonsi - the lot of 'em!

A K Haart said...

I like it. From it I get a sense that she's had her throw of the dice and now it's all downhill.