Imagine having to choose between two huge turds every three years.
(Or in America every four years)
The one on the left weighs in at 500 grams and smells of vomit. The one on the right only weighs 300 grams and smells of stale cheese. But both are infested with maggots.
After choosing one
you have to spend the next three (or four) years gradually eating it,
one rancid slice at a time.
And you don’t even really
get to choose, because a bunch of complete strangers, at least half
of whom are retarded, get to choose which of the turds you are
supposed to eat.
But having said that, I’ll be quite
happy if last nights selection result means that the 300 gram cheesy
turd wins this fake battle!
And that is how politics work...
And that is how politics work...
