BOW BEFORE YOUR NEW GOD.

[Screaming Lord Byron]

COWER YOU MINIONS!

[freetobegay]

1. I don't get it?

:shrug:

[Screaming Lord Byron]

2. Look at the glasses, the power in that face, such determination!

Tell me that man is not your God!

[freetobegay]

7. Sorry my God doesn't wear glasses.

:)

[asthmaticeog]

26. Indeed...

a need for corrective lenses hardly seems consistent with omnipotence. This is a false god!

[Screaming Lord Byron]

29. Heretic! BURN THE WITCH!

[asthmaticeog]

31. Make me a martyr

at your own peril, Screaming Lord Byron! If you strike me down, I shall become more powerful than you could possibly imagine!

[Screaming Lord Byron]

32. NOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!

MUST RESIST THE DARK SIDE. MUST RESIST.

[asthmaticeog]

34. I am your father, Byron.

OK, that was weak. Sorry.

[slipperduke]

5. That's my old Prime Minister!

Lovely chap, liked his cricket.

Suffered from extreme lack of common sense, tragic really. By rights he should have been a vicar.

[Screaming Lord Byron]

12. Loved warm beer too.

For some reason.

[slipperduke]

21. Good warm beer is great

Less gassy than Lager, more flavour.

Bad warm beer tastes like a farmer's armpit. And don't ask me how I know that taste....

[T_i_B]

25. Proper beer is brilliant!

Campaign for Real Ale member reporting for duty! :hi: :beer:

[rpannier]

3. John Major???

You mean it's not Thatcher???? OMG, I've been making an ass of myself.

[Fenris]

4. HE IS BUT THE MESSIAH. THE TRUE GOD IS...

[slipperduke]

8. Eeeeeeeeeep!!!!!!!!

*hides under desk*

[Screaming Lord Byron]

9. Such hair. Such rigid, impenetrable hair.

How could you not love such hair?

[Fenris]

11. Perhaps it's just an exterior extension of her brain.

Yes.

[Screaming Lord Byron]

17. It is rather Bride of Frankenstein, isn't it?

[Fenris]

23. Well, I suppose that's appropriate

"IT'S ALIVE!!!!!!!"

[SOteric]

14. Now ~that~ I'll salute!

Here's to you, Mags:

[No2W2004]

22. Maggie,

Brezhnev took Afghanistan
Begin took Beirut
Galtieri took the union jack
and Maggie over lunch one day
took a cruiser with all hands
apparently to make him give it back

what have we done?
Maggie what have we done?
what have we done,
to England?
should we shout should we scream
what happened to the post war dream?
oh Maggie, Maggie what have we done?

-R. Waters.

[GOPisEvil]

6. John Major replaces Rick Astley?

I'll need to buy a program to keep up with the changes...

[Screaming Lord Byron]

10. You've had your three months of Astley.

Meet the new boss.

[GOPisEvil]

13. Same as the old boss?

I promise not to get fooled again.

[Screaming Lord Byron]

15. But you have been. Oh how you have been.

[BigMcLargehuge]

16. I prefer this messiah

[Fenris]

18. PINBALL PLAYING FALSE PROPHET!

WORSHIP NOT THIS IDOL!

[BigMcLargehuge]

19. come now, I did intensive seminary work at Tommy's Holiday Camp

now I am a qualified Missionary/Cotton candy vendor.

See me, feel me, touch me...

[Screaming Lord Byron]

24. Does that really work with the ladies?

[BigMcLargehuge]

27. cotton candy is dandy

but ... well, you know the rest.

[Az]

20. I bow before no man

Right we'll call it a draw then....


I must be in a Python mood today.

[LiviaOlivia]

28. Excuse me but has this been cleared with the Rev. Moon?

eom

[Screaming Lord Byron]

30. Apparently he was quite the God Of Sex, too.

http://www.therockalltimes.co.uk/2002/09/30/currie-shag-fest.html

Edwina: My four-year sex bender with muff maestro Major
Secret lover Currie spills the beans on former prime minister's 'needs' by Kieren McCarthy

John Major was a sexual ANIMAL, who needed it SIX TIMES A DAY and would only stop when his nob was SORE, says his secret lover Edwina Currie.

The news will stun colleagues, politicians and UK citizens, many of which were certain that the former prime minister was a LONE RANGER on the plains of sexual fulfillment.

But in her diaries, former Tory minister Edwina details six-hour shag fests in her stripped-down London flat, kinky sex games featuring fruits and leather and how while he was a Major in public, the quiet boy from Brixton was a five-star general in the bedroom.

Referring to the PM in kinky sex code as "B", Currie wrote: "B came round for a quick chat — and didn't leave for five hours. I was exhausted." Leaving nothing to the imagination the saucy temptress later reveals: "B's trousers were falling down and he asked me if I had something. I got some leather and he used that while I tucked into some fresh strawberries."

A source revealed: "Edwina rates John as an incredible lover. He was considerate and very skilled. He knew how to satisfy her and he would pleasure her orally for hours on end. She has never known such excitement."

The buzz of keeping the affair secret drove the lust-crazed pair to even greater heights of sexual satisfaction. On one occassion, Mrs Currie reveals how the handsome junior minister arranged a clandestine meeting in the corridors of power.

"John grabbed me on the way to the chamber and asked that we meet up later on that day. He said he wanted to give me something," she writes. We can only speculate on what that special something was, although it's quite clear it was a rock-hard hammering from behind over a kitchen table.

[Fenris]

33. "kinky sex games featuring fruits and leather"...

..."'love of the bouquet of a good red wine, surpassed only by the joy of drinking it'"..."predilection for water sports"..."rock-hard hammering from behind over a kitchen table."

Best. Article. Ever.

[SiouxJ]

35. Everyone knows Todd is Godd

[MisterP]

36. fool! Douglas-Home is the Messiah!

cower before the melon-head of greatness!

[Screaming Lord Byron]

37. What, is it the Invisible Alec Douglas-Home?

Where he go?