I thought I’d make a nice picture for tonight’s
OPENING CEREMONY of the OLYMPICKLES.
I’ll be ignoring the rest of it.
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I thought I’d make a nice picture for tonight’s
OPENING CEREMONY of the OLYMPICKLES.
I’ll be ignoring the rest of it.
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Posted by Dotty Headbanger on July 27, 2012
https://dottyheadbanger.wordpress.com/2012/07/27/yorkshire-2012-olympickles/
Posted by Dotty Headbanger on July 23, 2012
https://dottyheadbanger.wordpress.com/2012/07/23/the-world-according-to-dotty-an-illuminating-view-of-everything/
Slimey D. Scameron is one of the most hated
Prime Ministers Britain has ever known.
This is the story of his life.
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BABY SLIMEY
Slimey D. Scameron was neglected from a very early age.
Left out in the cold in all weathers, not a bonnet to keep his
tentacles warm, he knew that life would always be a
terrible struggle for him.
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SCHOOLBOY SCAMERON
Waiting for his dinner in the dining hall of his boarding school,
Slimey D. Scameron dreaded the bullying taunts of his classmates.
Every single miserable day, when his dinner arrived and he started
to tuck in to the lovely grub, the name-calling began —
‘Scameron sea-pig the soup-sucker!’
Fat Scameron the sausage snaffler!
‘Gluttony hoggy food-pig!‘
and every single miserable day he left the dining hall in tears .
Poor Slimey D. Scameron.
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SCAMERON THE STUDENT
Ignored and despised by scholars and professors,
Slimey D. Scameron spent his student years alone.
No wild, druggy parties for Slimey D. Scameron! No floozies!
No flights of fancy! No fun!
Just loneliness and misery and a longing for the day
when he could shoot them all.
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PRIME MINISTER SCAMERON
He didn’t shoot the college up! Slimey D. Scameron found a better
way to get his own back on EVERYONE.
He became the PRIME MINISTER.
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SLIMEY D. SCAMERON WITH THE QUEEN
And this is Slimey D. Scameron today,
walking companion of The Queen,
SUCCESSFUL and UNTOUCHABLE.
But at night, in bed, he still cries and cries
and sobs and sobs because with all his status
and power PEOPLE STILL CALL HIM NAMES.
Poor, poor Slimey D. Scameron.
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Posted by Dotty Headbanger on June 24, 2012
https://dottyheadbanger.wordpress.com/2012/06/24/shitey-sunday-picture-post-slimey-d-scameron-the-sea-pig-prime-minister/
I’ve been pissing around with Photoshop, trying to get to know it and I’ve made this picture. It’s bigger than this – click it if you want and it’ll take you to the big one.
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Posted by Dotty Headbanger on June 17, 2012
https://dottyheadbanger.wordpress.com/2012/06/17/shitey-sunday-picture-post-a-photoshop-thing/
Don’t worry, Kumblant didn’t drown.
And after I told him the baby llamas weren’t to be used to make a sandwich
for his Cumberland sausage, he was fine about them being there and he left
them alone until the photo had been taken.
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Posted by Dotty Headbanger on June 10, 2012
https://dottyheadbanger.wordpress.com/2012/06/10/shitey-sunday-picture-post-opheliama-an-idyll/
This is your last chance to see Venus dawdling across the Sun. We’ll all be dead the next time she comes by.
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Posted by Dotty Headbanger on June 5, 2012
https://dottyheadbanger.wordpress.com/2012/06/05/venus-has-a-little-trot-across-the-sun/
For the Jubilee I’ve made a Photoshop picture, the second one I’ve ever made, and the first one I’ve done without any help. It’s crap but I like it and Kumblant loves it – he got to wear the diamonds. And he was allowed to eat the corgis when we’d finished.
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Posted by Dotty Headbanger on June 4, 2012
https://dottyheadbanger.wordpress.com/2012/06/04/jubilee-jubilee-jubilee/