It seems today that the biggest PLUMS in the country are called Jeremy. As the dust is settling from the WHC 2016 competition, it's only WRITE that the people should decide who is the Jezza that gets on your tits the most.
Your choices are
Jeremy Clarkson: Casual racist and homophobe, manages to make wearing jeans look the most uncool thing in the world, dreadful hair, and thinks it's acceptable to act like a diva when no hot food is available by giving out a slap. Thinks that giving his grinning sidekicks names such as 'Hamster' and 'Captain Slow' makes him funny.
Jeremy Corbyn: Career leftie who gave the impression of being the equivalent of the Dormouse in Alice in Wonderland for most of his life. Now could be the man with his finger on the button. Elected by a combination of students, militants, Tory stirrers and the disaffected. Whilst relatively harmless and benign himself, appointed Michael McDonnell as shadow chancellor, a man whose economic knowledge appears to have come from China in the Great Leap Forwards under Mao.
Jeremy Kyle: Made a career out of us laughing as the stupid, the desperate, the ugly and the overweight underclass of the UK as they scream, accuse, abuse and embarrass themselves simply to get £250 in Greggs vouchers off the production company for their 15 minutes of fame. A third rate Jerry Springer, full of faux outrage, compassion and sincerity.
Jeremy Hunt: The man who managed to get 98% of the Prosecco drinking, Volvo driving, middle class, well educated, reasonably well remunerated junior doctors out on strike. Would like the NHS abolished, cannot understand how to interpret academic statistical research or expense claim forms. When culture secretary, was busily texting the Murdochs about the possible full takeover of Sky by News International, but claimed there was no conflict of interest.
Jeremy Stone: Professional club licker.
Your choices are
Jeremy Clarkson: Casual racist and homophobe, manages to make wearing jeans look the most uncool thing in the world, dreadful hair, and thinks it's acceptable to act like a diva when no hot food is available by giving out a slap. Thinks that giving his grinning sidekicks names such as 'Hamster' and 'Captain Slow' makes him funny.
Jeremy Corbyn: Career leftie who gave the impression of being the equivalent of the Dormouse in Alice in Wonderland for most of his life. Now could be the man with his finger on the button. Elected by a combination of students, militants, Tory stirrers and the disaffected. Whilst relatively harmless and benign himself, appointed Michael McDonnell as shadow chancellor, a man whose economic knowledge appears to have come from China in the Great Leap Forwards under Mao.
Jeremy Kyle: Made a career out of us laughing as the stupid, the desperate, the ugly and the overweight underclass of the UK as they scream, accuse, abuse and embarrass themselves simply to get £250 in Greggs vouchers off the production company for their 15 minutes of fame. A third rate Jerry Springer, full of faux outrage, compassion and sincerity.
Jeremy Hunt: The man who managed to get 98% of the Prosecco drinking, Volvo driving, middle class, well educated, reasonably well remunerated junior doctors out on strike. Would like the NHS abolished, cannot understand how to interpret academic statistical research or expense claim forms. When culture secretary, was busily texting the Murdochs about the possible full takeover of Sky by News International, but claimed there was no conflict of interest.
Jeremy Stone: Professional club licker.
