John Prescott: One Hand in Our Pockets, Another Down His Throat


News of John Prescott’s “eating disorder” gave me my best laugh of the week – until I went out shopping: food for Mrs Gabb, Miss Gabb and me from Sainsbury cost £90, and that was without alcohol or meat.

It’s bad enough that this worthless man spent a decade shovelling food and drink down his throat at our expense. Now it emerges he was straightaway pushing his head into a toilet bowl and puking it all out again.

What a waste of the taxpayers’ money!

Indeed, what about those children in Africa we were all told about when confronted with a plate of inedible greens? At a conservative estimate, Mr Prescott must have been feeding 8,000 calories a day to the sewer rats. That could have kept a family of five from starvation.

Above all, though, I feel cheated. There was an Anglo-Saxon King – I think it was Hardicanute – who died when his stomach burst one night at dinner. For some of us, the only compensation in the grim years of Blairism was that the same might happen to Mr Prescott.

Bah – New Labour: old fraud!

 

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20 responses to “John Prescott: One Hand in Our Pockets, Another Down His Throat

  1. Richard Garner

    Damn right – have an eating disorder, pay for it yourself. And, what the hell did you buy for £90? I spend £15 to £20 a week at Tescos.

    Richard

  2. Hehehe, £90 divided into three person so its £30 per each. Hear the wallet screams…hehehe

  3. You want to see the price of disposable nappies….

  4. £90 is about right; a week’s stuff for four in Asda here in the North is around that….but we don’t have to buy nappies any more, thank God.

    Prescott is either completely shameless, or has been winding us all up for years; I can’t tell which.

    Frankly these Gramscian barbarians, of which he is one, have probably been “Avvin-a-Luff” at our expense all along, taking advantage of our good nature and civilised demeanour towards our (supposed) fellow-human-beings, of whom they pretended to be walking and talking examples, rather than evil droids.

  5. … And ….
    Who is that grinning wanker with the horrific tie, next to Two-Shags? Bet it’s 100% Rayon….

  6. It looks as though he has his eyes out for ronald’s mobile burger shop!

  7. Supermarket!

    I shop at the local greengrocer, farmshop & butcher & there are all cheaper than the supermarket

    Perhaps Prescott should to feed his

    bulimia……..feed….isn’t that a contridiction in terms

  8. vigorniensis

    We should stop shopping at Tescos. Selling bras to 7 year-olds. Are they all pedophiles at Tescos?

    I agree Christine. Tesco’s are a real rip off imho.

    Anyway Sean, my missus raised 5 of our children and used not one disposable nappy.
    They’re one of the modern-day curses, with the Irish tinkers leaving them in hedgerows and ditches up and down the country.

  9. to vigorniensis:

    Interesting code-word…not seen it for years. When were you up?

    And btw, it’s the 7-yo’s who want the bras, not their parents! Just try telling a British pre-teen not to have what it wants, that it’s seen on the telly, being worn by some sleb or other…!

  10. More likely he throws up his food because his ringpiece is so sore from all the arse-shagging he’s done with his bum-pals Tony and Gordon.

  11. Chris Ormerod

    You think John Prescott is a joke- what about the rest of them? Maybe I am missing something somewhere but how did we get lumbered with such a bunch of second and third rate people ruling over us? Miliband; Straw; Blears; Jowell; Balls; Darling to name a few, not forgetting the earlier ones who fell on their own pensions. Disatrous policies apart, they are just not up to the job. Prestcott was at least a figure of fun. The rest are just depressing.

  12. Although I don’t use them myself, disposable nappies have always seemed among the great benefits of modernity.

    Think of the alternatives — keeping the kids in a litter-filled sandbox, hosing them down with warm water and drying them with a hair-drier.

    Believe it or not, the ever-resourceful Japanese build water-closets along these lines. You just sit there and push the button… >:-}

    Tony

  13. Isn’t this a metaphor for what government does with all our money?

  14. To Vigorniensis: I recall my mother spent most of her day stirring bathloads of flannel nappies. Mrs G and I are delighted that we can roll these things up and drop them into a special plastic bucket.

    To Kevin Carson: Yes, I think that is a very good metaphor.

    To Johnny (whose posting may have to come down for legal reasons): I do not think John Prescott can rightly be accused of anything so vile as sexual conduct with Messrs Blair and Brown. Indeed, I was thinking to a vulgar allusion to the eating disorder he imposed on at least one of his secretaries.

  15. Well since he served under a ‘Thatcherite’ (Blair) and even with comrade Brown confessing to ‘to love’ Mrs Thatcher I suppose its best to gloss over the mental problems ‘old labour’ is having

  16. Kevin, I love it – that is so good! How can we have been such prats as to not have thought of it first? And Johnny, I’m also a bit iffy about your post’s content, for this is a polite-blog, and we don’t want to impute base motives even to our mortal enemies, thinking them to be at least vaguely human most of the time – unless they are socialists of course! – but we’ll leave you up there until the Solicitors’ Letters actually arrive I think.

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  18. Well, we hit The Guardian today:
    http://www.guardian.co.uk/politics/2008/apr/23/1

    “Word at last from the Libertarian Alliance, “Britain’s leading free market and civil liberties thinktank”, about John Prescott and his eating disorder. Its line is robust, but then Prescott himself is no softy. He would expect no less. “News of John Prescott’s ‘eating disorder’ gave me my best laugh of the week – until I went out shopping,” writes director Sean Gabb. “Food for Mrs Gabb, Miss Gabb and me from Sainsbury cost £90, and that was without alcohol or meat. It’s bad enough that this worthless man spent a decade shovelling food and drink down his throat at our expense. Now it emerges he was straightaway pushing his head into a toilet bowl and puking it all out again.” He likens Prescott to Hardicanute, who ruled England from 1040 to 1042 and who died, he writes, “when his stomach burst one night at dinner”. But on investigation we find that the former monarch actually collapsed during an ale-fest. “He died as he stood at his drink, and he suddenly fell to the earth with an awful convulsion,” relates the Anglo Saxon Chronicle. Prezza, by contrast, gorged chips and burgers. But still, we get the drift. “

  19. Fatty Prescott – perhaps the least convincing bulimic I’ve seen…An old-fashioned (eg Roman) glutton. Interesting that The Grauniad left out the middle section of Sean’s quote that Fatty’s 8,000 calories down the pan could have fed an African family for a week. Funny, I thought Guardianistas were so concerned about African poverty and food privation…

  20. Sean, it’s only libel or defamation if it’s untrue. In any case, I’d be counter-suing them for treason which they are most certainly so very guilty of.