/                                             between  
  boris johnson
&
jacob rees-mogg;

i'd choose the former,
at least he can fake it
and looking plain-dumb
stupid - just ready
to 'ed off to the turkish
barbers...

the latter?
  
   the **** acknowledged that
he can't boil, a ******* egg!

    cymdeithas
               yr iaith gymraeg -

watch me reshape that:

      çýmdéithās

           ýr           íāíθ

                     gým' ra' 'eg.

i've heard him talk this
crap!
  
             this half-shelved precious
of a quasi-****
at the barbers with
his hairline: fold...

   no!
                     he bakes
me a ******* cup-cake, i'll ellect him:
if not?
   back to the back-benching imitating
atlas poses of:
  oh, i suppose i'm supposed
to do something, or be of some use...

get, the, ****, out, before,
the mob starts playing hyenas!
   leave it to the buffon quasi-imitation
of the blonde quiff!
    
the empire is over, jackie, or jack,
or whatever you transgender
pervs like to call themselves...

             **** it...
           dox me... do what you can...
i know that there are two crucial
points on my body,
the arteries...
       one under my right armpit,
the over near my collar bones...

   i stap both these points...
i'll bleed out
   the other: most perfect, answer.
                      
charles the third isn't going to
be about "tea" minus wit:
zee keeng...

        half wits of the house of commons!

neither is his son!

      ugh!
                ****-wits!

can i just **** you off
while you die off ******* off your
pretentious accents on a, ******* guillotine?!