He’s the ****ing wrong un-in-chief. I jaloused that immediately he came across here for clandestine meetings with his fellow fat pompous *****-fiddler to overturn a local democratic decision (taken on the evening we were battling Atletico Madrid), in line with the policy of putting on the brakes, applying a clamp, and putting a half brick against the wheel of devolution and subsidiarity ensuring that it remains in Holyrood, and let his glorified cooncil putting green go ahead bullying neighbours and locals alike.
What really put the tin lid on was his statement, “After Alexei and I had discussed the undesirability of living-like-pigs neighbours trying to assert bigly their rights, and retain their worthless mediocre lifestyles, in the face of the most biggest ever investment in er...where are we again, boys?... he took me to the Balmedie chippy and treated me to a chippy, on expenses.”
Wrong un. For so many reasons.
