CAPTION COMPETITION – PM to Cyrus: “Is that a pen-drive in your pocket, or are you just pleased to see me?”
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May 10, 2014 at 11:41pm
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“Cyrus, iltlaqli l-bajd. Deborah se tibda tahseb hazin.”
“No tongues.”
“I think one of your balls of steel just landed on my foot.”
Nuxellina (alias Rosianne Cutajar, Qormi MLP mayor): “Dak kif Joseph jhobb lil Cyrus u lejja qatt ma jhares?”
What’s the plural of Judas?
Yes, I can spot two Judases hugging in the picture while other Judases watch enviously.
Backstabbing while smiling has become the preferred pastime in Labour circles.
I think that the timing of the Court of Appeal’s decision is suspect, and I don’t mean in terms of the court itself. It would have been fairly easy for Cyrus Engerer to request a deferral at this stage, especially now that he is in the middle of an electoral campaign. I am sure that such a request would have been acceded to.
This scenario begs the question: did the PL and Engerer deliberately manoeuvre to have judgment given at this point in time in order to get maximum mileage out of the anticipated acquittal ?
If this is the case, the PL’s strategy went spectacularly awry and an own goal was scored.
I happen to know what’s on Nuxxelina’s mind.
[Daphne – Is that a caption or a statement, Kevin.]
A statement, Daphne. But I can say no more. This is not an X-rated website, sorry.
“Jo, missek tirrangali ghall-Eurovision. Tini cans halli tikbirli l-lehja.”
“I may share your values, but, please, that’s all I want to share.”
JM: “Mank nehles minn dawn tal-ex PN ghax issa dejquli l-bajd.”
“Must remind him to brush his teeth more often.”
Cyrus: “Issa wara hawn ejja mieghi sal-bar tad-daddy ha npejpu wiehed flimkien u nurik zewg ritratti interessanti.”
“Jiena nemmen f’Cyrus ghax Cyrus jemmen fija.”
Cyrus: “Smajt li Michelle waqat ghan-nejk regat dil-gimgha flis-speech li taghat il-Girgenti waqt fashion show hemmhekk.”
Muscat: “Will this photograph be used against me?”
“Mmmmm mmm mmm…”
“Għidtlek, promise mhux se nerġa nigdimlek ilsienek.”
“F’gieh kemm hemm Cyrus. Ghax il-mara msiefra ma jfissirx li tista taqbez fuqi hawn fil-berah.”
“Cyrus, mhux hawn quddiem in-nies.”
Muscat: “I must keep a straight face – this can’t last long. I hope.”
Cyrus: “One wrong move and I’ll release those recordings.”
“Hold me, daddy.”
PM: Is that a pen-drive in your pocket, or are you just pleased to see me?
Cyrus: No it’s your autobiography. I keep it close to my heart
“Oh my god, I’ve never been so close to one of these people before. I hope it’s not contagious.”
Looking at his body language, I’m pretty sure I’m not wide off the mark. Besides, we all know that the whole Labour Party is secretly homophobic.
You are perfectly right. I noticed the body language the minute I saw that photograph.
Photos like that were only taken during the plague.
“If I say you have a beautiful body will you hold it against me?”
Cyrus: “Bhalissa Michelle qeghda Catania ma’ Elena. Now’s our chance for a Girgenti sleepover. Don’t say no, because I’ve got a tape.”
‘Ha nghin lil partit b’ruhi u b’gismi; aktar b’gismi milli b’ruhi’.
“Now to conclude this momentous evening with the twining of our forked tongues.”
Is that another Ice block back there?
Cyrus: “This won’t hurt.”
Cyrus: “Ghal xejn nibqaw nahbu! Busni issa, u wara l-meeting inhallik tilghab bis-suldat tal-azzar.”
“Kiss me, Hardy.”