It has been documented that on his arrival to various Communist functions within the totalitarian, dictatorial, repressive and oppressive state that is North Korea, il-Perit Dom Mintoff was regaled with the propagandist chants of the Labour simpletons by throngs of very young children, in sickeningly straight rows.

Due to their being Asian, they could not pronounce the letter ‘r’ properly. (Hence the ‘l’s instead of the ‘r’s)

I shudder at the thought of the treatment meted out to the parents of those 5 and 6 year-olds who did not fare well in their paranoiac repetitive rehearsals.

Obsessive compulsive doesn’t even get close.

Look at that fat woman in the middle in white top. She needs more dancing.

We carried on the theme with K.M.B – iz-zero.

Followed by Alfred cuckoo-clocks-in-the-Med Sant – zilch.

And now, with the most vacuous of pretenders at our door, the most important question is:

How many more words are there to describe failure?