Jeffrey is jealous – Franco’s got his limelight
I'd keep my eyes on his left hand if I were you, Mr Prime Minister
Apparently there’s just been a Super One news item about the fact that I’ve raised the alert that Jeffrey is about to go AWOL again.
You know how the Labour station has corned the market in shocked and scandalised tones?
Well, they’ve used them to express their shock and dismay at the way poor little Jeffrey, a member of parliament and a legislator, is being attacked most horribly and frighteningly by a woman with a blog.
Anyway, we know by now that Jeffrey is a friend of Super One in the same way that he’s a friend of Malta Today, so no surprises there. Just a sneaky little rat, but certainly not a surprise.
The real surprise is that it took so long – all of three or four weeks – for Jeffrey to lose control of his mounting envy at seeing somebody else in the limelight where he was until only recently.
Now he’s moved in to compete with Franco on the excuse of backing him against the evil attacks of undemocratic people like those who can’t stand prats and jerks and say so.
You know what did it?
When Franco claimed that he suspected the agents of the xibka tal-hazen were ‘tampering with’ his mobile phone connection and that he had reported this to the police.
Who was the last person to get news coverage by claiming the very same thing? That’s right – our Jeff, with that snake Evarist.
I’d like to see these two coping with life when nobody, not even Malta Today or those subliterate Laburisti on Facebook, gives a damn what a lawyer (sorry, prominent criminal lawyer and high achiever, top student) and a dentist are up to.
Jeffrey who?
Franco what?
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What if Franco were to accuse Peppi of spiking his water?
If Jeffrey and Franco were women, the semi-literate creepy crawlies infesting facebook would be typing badly-spelt sexist one-liners about hormone levels/shagging/ sex gadgets.
As it is, the keep-it-up/proset type of comments are the order of the day.
The Caruana Galizias are great source material for stuff to print on T-shirts.
Can someone please get on with the job of printing a T-shirt with
Jeffrey who?
Franco what?
It would make a great compliment to the legend:
Nivvota Labour?
In*abbab.
[Daphne – Actually, that was a friend of my son’s, not him.]