Kurt has sent me a jolly gung-ho email! I’m in!
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February 27, 2013 at 11:36pm
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Ah! Kurt has emailed Daphne by mistake; he wanted Snowhite.
Hi Ho Hi Ho
Oh so he was in action last night.
A short video of the highlights.
Was Joseph ‘in’ again last night?
So now Kurt tells us that Joseph found some time to be in action again last night. Min jaf whether it was on the sofa.
Reconciliation? Taking another feather from Fenech Adami’s cap?
U halluna. May I ask why Joseph Muscat is asking his people to go and vote early, preferably in the morning? What does this mean?
Maybe he is trying to build a snowball effect?
Maybe after the bad experience with the blocks of ice, he is now into snowballs.
To inflate the exit polls.
Someone told me that it’s a tradition to stand around outside early on, and attempt to pressure/intimidate people they know that are going in.
Just how tall is that guy?
[Daphne – Four feet something.]
Wrong Daphne, he can’t be more than 3′ 5″, or as one says, he’s knee high to a grasshopper.
At the beginning of the debate, (well, a “q & a” session NOT a debate) the moderator made it very clear that all mobiles were to be switched off, specifically saying “not even on silent”. The twirp was in the second row, on his mobile non-stop messaging.
I was behind him and felt like stuffing it down his throat.
He is the eighth dwarf.
The coconut has cracked. expect spilt coconut milk, miraculously transformed into a suspicious white powder.
You’re forever in his thoughts (and nightmares, probably). I don’t envy you the pleasure, though.
Send him a shirt that fits.
Send him a shirt? With Daphne’s shirt, Kurt can make an evening dress out of it.
Lucky you!
In some of my circles of British friends we call the likes of Kurt a dog jockey.
josephmuscat.com is urging his socialist followers to go and vote early in the morning in order to have more time during the day to pester those who have stayed at home.
Kurt! F*ck Off! And please pass it ‘along’ to your friends, Sleepy, Grumpy, Happy, Dopey, Dopey2, Dopey3, Dopey4…..
Kurt has the look of a very stupid person.