The Soapbox : The Comedic Insults of Plebs

Ladies and gentleman, my private secretary has received a curious correspondence that I'd like to share with you. I have a deep respect for this fine, honorable house, and I wish to entertain you all by bringing to your attention the unsophisticated and rather flat insults of the great unwashed.

"Hey, he can't

You're socks r shit lol"

Now, my initial thoughts here are that I can, in fact. And I have. I won a huge, 80 seat majority at the previous election. That's a phenomenal achievement that I am extremely proud of. So to say I can't is, quite frankly, nonsense.

Now, to the matter of my socks.



I rest my case.

Thank you for the opportunity to address the house, Mr. Speaker.

*Sits down to rapturous applause and deafening cheers*

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Vote Conservative: Build Back Better

That PM was correct.

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My password is password

The grammar is kirkian.

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My password is password

Seems uncomfortable.

Goodbye, Former Prime Minister Johnson

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My password is password

And our collective jaws fell open

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Alba gu bràth

Aren't you going to say goodbye?

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My password is password