The Specials, Rat Race.
Not that we have much to laugh about here, paddling deep in the ordure due to political shysterism and incompetence. Or should that be "incontinence"?
A friend of mine has started up a cottage industry making political tee-shirts that are very heart-felt indeed. No showy studenty semantics here, these ones call a spade a f***king shovel.
See for yourselves.
5 comments:
what about one,GM, with the slogan
"stop treating bankers like we treated the catholic clergy in old Ireland"
True, John. They are swanning around as though nothing has happened. "It's not out fault" seems a very popular refrain these days...
Good idea John. Arrested by appointment, I ask you, how cosy indeed. Will anything come of it? When pigs fly.
Beware of friends and T-shirts. Twenty years ago I was taken into St Michael's, Dun Laoghaire, in an ambulance having suffered a "heart attack." Some friends came to visit to see how I was doing and brought a special T-Shirt that they had designed and made with them. On the front was a picture of a grandfather clock with the words "Tic-Toc Club Member." I was impressed and started to wear it not knowing what was on the reverse of the shirt. It was the matron who first saw it when I had my daily exercise walk. She flew into a fit. The message read
"F *** Off and die! Beware of friends bring gifts.
Ha ha, Albert. I'll have to make sure I check the back of these ones!
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