On a slightly different tack, seeing Rudd on the news tonight and reading this weekends papers, he's too cocky. I can just imagne the horror of next Sunday morning; waking up to find the little cunt is still in power because everyone was convinced Rudd would win so no one bothered to vote for him. And as such the cuntster gets back in.
I'm not sure which would be worse: Sunday 25 November facing 3 more years of anger and frustration, or September 12, 2001, facing the unknown.
I will seriously contemplate moving to NZ if he gets back in. Perhaps my loathing of the little cunt is a bit out of the normal but I am unable to look at, read about or listen to howard without snearing and swearing at whever medium it is that I happen to using at that time.
I'm not sure which would be worse: Sunday 25 November facing 3 more years of anger and frustration, or September 12, 2001, facing the unknown.
I will seriously contemplate moving to NZ if he gets back in. Perhaps my loathing of the little cunt is a bit out of the normal but I am unable to look at, read about or listen to howard without snearing and swearing at whever medium it is that I happen to using at that time.

























