Malcolm Turnbull having a toddler tantrum, government says
July 15th 2009 03:54
MALCOLM Turnbull has been accused of acting like a toddler amid claims he met Godwin Grech and saw the Ute-gate email last week.
"Am not," Turnbull said, in response to the claims that he's a total crawler. "Many of my colleagues are planning to get me to walk," he said, fudging the issue.
"You have urinated on my jacket," a startled Banda told the monkey, one of many that make their home in the trees outside his offices.
"I'm so not even," Turnbull, very odd indeed, said. "I did piss in his pocket, though," he said, taking some time out for pensioners.
In four days, the pensioners fed him just two bowls of soup, burned him with cigarettes and threatened to kill him "again and again", angry that he had invested their money in a failed Florida property scheme.
"I took no notice of their angry threats," Turnbull said, sucking his thumbtacks, "because even I know that you can only be killed one time," he said, putting his hands in your pockets.
Speaking at a business lunch in Melbourne, the 42-year veteran of the telecommunications giant used the C-word 61 times in 45 minutes.
"Was that rude?" Turnbull asked women's groups, as he flopped his chop on a plate. "I had no idea that you people were so sensitive," he said, beginning to break down. "Christians!"
The church members beat the boy repeatedly over a three-day period with reeds and belts and attached him to a cross for the last two days, the position in which he died.
"You can't kill me," Turnbull said, appearing before the faithful at the business lunch. "I'm like that chap who got crucified by the Jewish lobby," he said, strung out on pain-killers. "Christ, what's his name?!"
"Am not," Turnbull said, in response to the claims that he's a total crawler. "Many of my colleagues are planning to get me to walk," he said, fudging the issue.
"You have urinated on my jacket," a startled Banda told the monkey, one of many that make their home in the trees outside his offices.
"I'm so not even," Turnbull, very odd indeed, said. "I did piss in his pocket, though," he said, taking some time out for pensioners.
In four days, the pensioners fed him just two bowls of soup, burned him with cigarettes and threatened to kill him "again and again", angry that he had invested their money in a failed Florida property scheme.
"I took no notice of their angry threats," Turnbull said, sucking his thumbtacks, "because even I know that you can only be killed one time," he said, putting his hands in your pockets.
Speaking at a business lunch in Melbourne, the 42-year veteran of the telecommunications giant used the C-word 61 times in 45 minutes.
"Was that rude?" Turnbull asked women's groups, as he flopped his chop on a plate. "I had no idea that you people were so sensitive," he said, beginning to break down. "Christians!"
The church members beat the boy repeatedly over a three-day period with reeds and belts and attached him to a cross for the last two days, the position in which he died.
"You can't kill me," Turnbull said, appearing before the faithful at the business lunch. "I'm like that chap who got crucified by the Jewish lobby," he said, strung out on pain-killers. "Christ, what's his name?!"
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can we crucify Tony Abbott first . . . please
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I think I mentioned it once or twice, Ruby. Urine art: bad. Mother Theresa: good. Talk about bullshit. Did someone say bullshit artists?