So there we have Shlo sgott-no-fungin-idea Mo once again caught on camera publicly saluting and guzzling a glass of finely filtered fungus feces beside a shofar-blowing twitter-tweeting twat-twanking Trumpeter in one of the Untied States, before the deplorable duo head out west to formally open an industrial plant recently commissioned by what could be mistaken for a slightly frazzled orange-bellied parrot.
But instead of draining the swamp, maybe these two fat little golden Xerobs are conspiring to save the swamp by filling it, even flooding it, with fungus feces, not unlike in the movie Idiocracy where a salt-laden sports drink was used to fatally irrigate vast fields of crops all because the drink is supposedly good for you wtf?.
Meanwhile,back in the land downunder, an extraordinary amount of waste paper continues to build, with whole suburban blocks and vast warehouses being now so completely filled as to present as a major fire risk,health hazard and general disruptor of life and livelihood.
Yet I hear that an invoice issued to the Liberal Party for numerous deposits of its brand of junk mail at a residence that for more than a decade has clearly displayed a sign requesting no junk mail, but which one or more half-arsed double-lard-arsed party members more recently sought to subvert, is about to reach the 100 million AUD mark with interest accruing daily and with no end to the matter insight. Methinks these millions could very quickly become billions.
