First up: it’s Kelly! From Dartford! Hi, Kelly!
Too right, Kelly. Some might say you can never be too fair but I, like you, would disagree.
Well said, McG. When are our gutless politicians going to stand up for the rights of the vulnerable Majority? When will the sadly neglected Majority ever have their way? Let’s give ALL THE RIGHTS to the Majority, and then the 3-5% can have whatever’s left over. Looking forward to the next Charlie’s Angels film by the way.
I bet she is, tinkerbelle. Dave, you cheeky bitch.
Oi! Elton! You can let him go now, the bill’s passed its first reading. I know, great news. How’s Zachary?
Philip has confused Parliamentary Democracy with Britain’s Got Talent. Better luck next time, Philip.
Hahahahahahaahahahahaaaaahahahaa oh piss off Keith.
That it’s now 2013 and I’m still coming across this hilarious bon mot online, let alone hearing politicians spout it in Parliament, is – pardon my French – complete fucking bullshit. What’s it even supposed to mean? That because a fictitious man once got together with a fictitious woman, fictitiously constructed out of one of his own ribs, actual people can’t get really married now? I think that’s what frustrates me most – the collective willful failure on the parts of all these MPs and columnists and anonymous online commentators to accept that they’re talking about real people; incidentally gay real people who are just trying to get on with things as this nonsense repeatedly plays out behind them across TV screens and newspapers. I really hope this is the last time some 13 year old has to sit alone in his suburban bedroom and watch as a bunch of old straight men and Nadine Dorries bicker over what rights he should be allowed.
They can now, dickwad.