Chancellors and the Red Briefcase


A budget-conscious cunting for the Chancellor’s red briefcase.

Every smarmy Chancellor stands there outside #11, holding out the briefcase, performatively containing yet another stitch-up of English tax payers. But (adopting my Points Of View voice) why-oh-why do they all have to look so fucking smug about it?

Why can’t they look contrite? Embarrassed? Ashamed?

They fucking well should do, all of them, the miserable traitors.
With the upcoming budget (Torsten Bell and his communist cronies, not Rachael Reeves; she’s just the mouthpiece) Reeves will stand there like a cunt, looking smug despite knowing she’ll be replaced by New Year.

Does she or Jeremy Hunt have a more punchable face?

Nominated by : Thomas the Cunt Engine

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