Julia Gillard Day

I'm going to be as brief as possible in this one blog, and try not to be too offensive. I'm not making any promises of course, but I think this subject material should be a certain way.

A few days ago, Julia Gillard became the first female Prime Minister of Australia. She accomplished this by walking around a corner with a hatchet, pointing at Kevin Rudd, then charging in with an animalistic cry and hacking him to pieces, his blood spurting all over her face to the screeching sound of a violin. [Okay, I slipped, but what are you, perfect??] The whole process took less then 24 hours, reducing the poor man to tears [and presumably extremely small, bloody pieces].

Now, I was never a big fan of K-Rudd. I didn't much like him at all. To be perfectly frank, given the opportunity, I probably would have punched him in the throat. [With a screwdiver.] But I respected the fact that the Australian people had voted for him to be Prime Minister. People did not vote for Julia GIllard to be Prime Minister. They didn't even vote for her to be Deputy Prime Minister; they were just okay with it, as long as they got Kevin Rudd in the top job. The people will remember this.

I vote that the date on which this atrocity was comitted should forever be known as Julia Gillard Day. It will be honoured for the wrongs comitted on it throughout time, as all will remember her act by finding someone who trusts them and stabbing them in the back like a soulless she-demon!!!!!! And the real victim here: the Women's movement. From now on, they have to deal with the fact that Australia's first Prime Minister was a heartless devil who can never be trusted.

Bet you can guess who I'm definately NOT voting for next election??