7 September 2006

When someone offers you coffee and you're grateful and drink it; and then shortly afterwards with a creeping sense of dread you begin to suspect it was decaf. That's how much I trust Gordon Brown. Decaf Brown, who has the oratory skills of an accountant and the mouth of Mr. Wemmick out of Great Expectations. Watch the letterbox mesmerically snap open after each dissimulating clause, as he approaches Little Britain and tears his party apart.

1 comment:

  1. I think decaf furthermore is like Bartleby the Scrivener:

    Me: Won't you wake me up and jolt my system with goodness?

    Decaf: I would prefer not to.