All hail Paul Martin, Emperor of All the Canadas!
Did you realise that if you Google 'paul martin emperor of all the canadas', the top two hits are me? Bizarre. I didn't invent it.
This poor man, a gay Tory MP, has defected to the Liberals...One can hardly blame him. Now that the whole Uniting the Right thing is in principle a done deal, the new Conservative Party of Canada will, one expects, be just pipping with eagerness to flaunt people like Brison as proof that it isn't as horrid and evil and bigoted as the old Alliance, no sir...Even though a lot of it will be. I would not want Stephen Harper's hand deep within my rectal cavity, working me like a sock puppet, if I were him.
One great advantage I have over most of Canada is that I am spared the horrors of winter. That's right. Still 9C...Beautiful blue day today...Blue clouds, some blue sky, blue sea, blue mountains, everything's blue. Except the grass. Which is all green. Lusher and more verdant than it was this summer, in fact. And balmy. I can run around in a T-shirt and my jean jacket. Are you jealous yet? Because I want you to be jealous. Get jealous. Now.
For I am a rock star!
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PS. Dalek
Posted by aloysius at December 12, 2003 05:49 PM | TrackBack |