Hazel Blears destroyed by underwear inferno.

Via Guido, the most clear cut case of an over made up smug faced fucking ranga a politician telling a bare faced lie.



I sincerely hope that this epic pants-on-fire moment does indeed destroy the Right Dishonourable Hazel Blears in the career sense but I'm not hugely optimistic. This venal, dishonest and self-serving creature, people of Salford, is your representative at the Motherfucker of all Parliaments, and for that you may thank 16,655 of your fellows for re-electing the house flipping midget back to her first class seat on the gravy train. And now there's not a damn thing they can do about it but to sit there and watch her feed parasitically on the taxpayers' earnings like a small orange vampire for another few years, while telling them what a wonderful track record Labour has and trying to ignore the smoke pouring from her knickers.

How do I loathe thee, Hazel? Oh, fuck, let me count the ways.