Mogg is going to be performing a sacrifice apparently.
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Mogg is going to be performing a sacrifice apparently.
Put her in charge of brexit.
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Uh oh, they've dragged Hartley-Brewer out.
If they don't have a creche there, they should. There must be a number of folk there with childcare responsibilities and they have to be there at all hours of the day and night.
Imagine if she loses by more than last time......
Scenes, old chap. Scenes.
They earn £80k a year plus deductions and benefits. Whoever it is can afford to pay for child care.
Pretty impossible.
May gets up and says "I resign lads, good luck everybody, see you later", walks past a confused John Bercow
She should stand up and say
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!
I just can’t wait to see the decrepit, poisonous old cnut squirm when the results come in.
Evil woman.
Evil woman.
4-4 fecking 2
We’ll be playing four four f*cking two!
Monty Python then busts in and declares the whole thing silly
Reports that she will announce an extension to A50 immediately after losing the vote.
I.E. buy herself more time as PM.
I.E. buy herself more time as PM.
Hurry up.
The EU won't just allow them to kick it down the road without something clear to work towards.
Huuuuuge defeat.
149.
149.
She avoided the follow on this time but that's still a huge defeat. She also seems to have turned into Christian Bale as Batman.
Aye 242 No 391
(edit - I said 150, smugly)
(edit - I said 150, smugly)
you have to laugh at this point. Absolute shambles.149?
Ouch
big defeat - time to resign?
What's wrong with May's voice?
massive defeat
Much worse than i thought
Yay!
Fcuk sake she can't even speak properly.
Ooof May's voice.
Can someone tell me what a free vote is?
holy shit she's gonna cry
No whipping for the Tories tomorrow.
She’s completed her transition into emperor palpatine
For gods sake have a glass of water.
Sounds like Sean Dyche