The sex life of Franco Debono
If I get really excited again, I can hold this book a little lower down and maybe nobody will notice.
Yesterday he told The Times, claiming that he doesn’t remember insulting Carm Mifsud Bonnici after voting against him (the insult was heard by other MPs who spoke on the record):
“I was so excited during the vote that I don’t even remember saying anything.”
Ah, so that’s the sort of thing that gives him a thrill. We were wondering, because that sort of person invariably has his kinks and quirks.
Watch out, girls! This one’s a real goer. You have to assemble an entire parliament and get a minister voted out to see any action with him, and that’s a bit hard to organise in a normal bedroom. Oh, and he has to keep his trousers on, otherwise nothing doing.
I hope you had a spare pair of pants in your parliamentary locker, Franco. Perhaps that’s why you had to rush off immediately, before anyone noticed that you’d had an….errrr….Monica Lewinsky moment.
Miskin. U miskin il-pajjiz.
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Perhaps that’s how he’ll start signing his beloved reforms now, using this men-stylo and it’s invisible ink.
This Carm Mifsud Bonnici episode, althought it might have hurt him a lot, is, I feel a boost for the PN because it seems that luke-warm PN people, are getting warmed up by the PL stupidity.
It’s the PL stupidity that attracts those luke-warm pseudo PN voters.
Spot on, Le Redoute.
It is on record that Adolfo Hitler harangued himself into sexual excitment when addressing the crowd, so it looks like Franco is in good company in more ways than one.
Dr Jerkoff Debono, LL.D., ex-MP.
He can start the press for his new business cards right away.
Miskin, x’se jaghmel la ma jkunx iktar membru parlamentari.
Mhux se jibqa jbati
Not much of a sex life if as you say it needs this kind of thing to make him ‘operational’.
Could that have been the reason why Gonzi went for a small cabinet?
On this evidence, can we conclude that all Franco is suffering from is sexual frustration?
I mean, he is still a youngish man and how many ministers do we have – eight or nine? I think that’s not enough for a healthy young man.
Of course I am no expert on these things but I’m sure you have some of your bloggers who could expand on this.
How about you, Harry?
I hesitate to comment on this weird individual’s sex(less) life, Silvio.
Now is the time for Franco Debono to keep the promise he made to the whole nation just before Christmas ———– pack your bags and go off to Italy , if they will have you, that is.
I cannot agree with you completely. It is not Eros but Thanatos here.
This CMB-hunt was Evil and Studipity incarnate. In FD+Herrera+Falzan.
It reminds me so much of the Lord of the Flies.
These people engaged in a hunt – for no gain but giving vent ot their Evil (Thanatos, Death) and their stupidity (Self-Destruction, Death again).
So I would say it is not a sexual pleasure but a death gratification they got.
In primitive societies, such killings are usually followed by a cleansing ceremony. I wonder (reading Luciano IQ Busuttil’s BBQ thought on facebook) whether they have gone through this ritual …
Maybe E. Clemmer might wish to agree or disagree with me.
The 2012 edition of the Kam Sutra will include a new position: standing up in parliament, shouting Yes twice, and getting that all-important feeling of suffering and importance which produces a sexual thrill.
Seeing that the vote did not require members to shout yes but simply to stand up and wait for the name to be called out by the parliament secretary, the only thing I think Franco was shouting in this case is “hurry, hurry, …”.
When you think about it, the secretary could have saved the day if he was trained to call out the names very clearly and precisely, and pause between each name called.
If on Monday evening he carries his bed-time reading into parliament, we’ll all know what he’s trying to hide.
I was at a special screening of the Austrian movie, Angst. Funny the trouble that some people take to achieve a sexual thrill.
I’m so excited
I just can’t hide it,
I’m about to loose control,
And I like it…
The new loony-tune.
Mummy, please tell Defni to stop harassing me. Or I’ll stamp my feet, and won’t eat my din-dins.