Bliar Unfriended by the Mad Mudrock

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Relations between arch-vulgarian dingbat Raving Rupert Mudrock and ex-New Labour Slime Minister Tony Bliar have soured to the point of a repulsive bitterness due revelations of the latter’s leg-over carnal involvement with the Ozzie Zionist media mogul’s now ex-wife, Wendi Deng.

The divorce of the 182-year old nouveau riche Antipodean tosspot and the bloodsucking Dong – his twenty-third wife - was finalised by a US court in manky Manhattan last week.
A distraught and cuckolded Mudrock informed gutter press hacks that “I didn’t give a flying fuck about Tony being a fudging ‘Jock in a frock’ tartan kilt merchant ‘or’ a sleazebag war criminal – but when he started bonking Wendi and my people at The Sun hacked a couple of texts he sent to his poofter pal Peter Scandalson confiding that she sucks and swallows ‘and’ takes it up the arse doggy style ‘in my king-sized bed' at the California ranch - well, that’s took the fucking biscuit.”

“Okay, fair dinkum, Wendi’s nowt but a gold-digging Asian slut – which is all I seem to attract on my Viagra-fuelled pussy hunt excursions - but at the end of the day, when push comes to shove, she was ‘my’ Asian slut and not some ‘lucky-fucky’ Chink sex toy for that sodomite tosser Bliar to get a hard-on over.”

Deng, alike the shit-for-brains egocentric Barbara Thomas Judge, is yet another split-arsed neurotic networking addict, and in the latter days of her opportunist marriage to Mudrock, became obsessed with gaining a personal foothold on the top rungs of the international jet-setting social ladder and considered Bliar to be a prime conquest in achieving this goal of perma-celeb status.

In defence of the relationship, which he claims is simply ‘platonic’ with the odd bit of BD/SM slap n tickle thrown in, the now-unfriended Bliar posted a Facebook page stating that “Bendy Wendi understands my fetishes and kinks and doesn’t mind calling me Miranda when I wear her clothes – plus I adore it when she squats that bony Oriental arse on the glass-topped coffee table and takes a big poo while I lie underneath and jack off to the centrefold model in the latest Spartacus magazine. Really, I became so enamoured with Wendi I could have used her cack for toothpaste.

Hmmm, little wonder that Rupert suffered a Biblical scale sense of humour failure. One is left to ponder if the irate Mudrock will take a page from Henry II’s book and nonchalantly ask of his close-in security retainers “Who will rid me of this troublesome, cuckolding twat?”

Bliar, the dodgy Quartet’s part-time Special Envoy for Middle East Peace – a joke in itself as he spends his entire time ignoring the plight of the marginalised Palestinians, calling for NATO humanitarian intervention in Syria and a pre-emptive military strike on Iran’s nuclear facilities – had previously sought to overcome his little boys pederast fixation by seeking solace in necrophilia and bum sex with woolly farm animals.

This psychological aberration Bliar claims is the result of having no toys as a child and instead playing with sister Sarah’s dolls – a dilemma coupled with his loveless marriage to the grotesque Cherie which deteriorated at a geometric rate after she confessed Derry Irvine was the drunken Euan’s father – a factor that became aggravated to the point of total marital breakdown following the cut price Botox job at Kwik-Fit which left her with a gob looking like a burst car tyre in need of vulcanising.

But that’s life at the skin of your teeth for the failed barrister legal beagle likes of Toerag Tony.
Armed with a degree in Scatology from St John’s College, Oxford, Bliar got his sorry ass involved with London’s ‘rough trade’ and ended up blackmailed by Special Branch / MI5 into becoming an establishment stooge following his arrest for cottaging and soliciting cub scouts inside a Marylebone public toilet back in 1983 and sanctioned to plead under the false Charles Lynton persona before Bow Street Magistrates Court – copping a Masonic ‘nods as good as a wink’ from the Beak and a token £50 quid fine.

Bliar became a Catholic-of Convenience in 2007 just to get up close and personal with Herr Joey Ratflinger, aka Pope Benny, the Kraut kiddie fiddling ex-Nazi Hitler Youth Mk XVI model - and took his first holy communion before the altar of St Sodom’s Church for Latter Day Catamites at La Cinquina-Bumalotta on the outskirts of Rome.

So now assuming the persona of Teflon Tony he was fully inaugurated to be the New World Order’s foremost gopher and an all-out Illuminati shill pushing their fascist Protocols of the Greedy Bastard Elders of Zion agenda - at the beck and call of this sinister shape-shifting reptilian Kuromaku who meddle in global affairs like some Monopoly game and instruct their Bilderberg proxies what to expedite at their annual conflabs.

Yet Bliar’s yet another prime example of Mother Nature’s failed experiment with intelligence-equipped bipeds. The type of bloke who suffers from Cognitive Impairment where matters of the Truth are concerned and prompts you to count your fingers after shaking hands with him. A man now stricken with severe credibility issues – especially so since his faux Pauline conversion to Catholicism on the road to Perdition.

Twinned with his fudger mate, Lord Peter Scandalson of the Felchers (aka Vermin in Ermine) yet another political frog who dreams of becoming a toad - both are possessed by narcissistic personality disorders and a deranged sense of self-righteousness. The type of blokes who could fuck up a perfectly good anvil – and neither representative models of moral rectitude due being stricken with the Curse of the Four C’s: Cronyism, Collusion, Corruption, and Complacency.

And what more stellar an example of this than his Prime Ministerial gagging of media reporting viz the Met’s Operation Ore kiddie fiddling paedo investigation - acting on Royal Charter instructions from the Privy Council - which originated with Tin Lizzie at Bucks Palace.

But Tony’s got what he wanted – all the glittering prizes and accolades for fulfilling the demands of his Satanic Rothshite crime syndicate masters – the notorious Edomite Mafia.
There could only be one final piece of gross hypocrisy to surpass the irony of appointing this bottom feeding scumster to the post of ‘Special Envoy’ for Middle East Peace (a sick joke in itself) – and that would be to award him the Nobel Peace Prize – alike Barky ‘Drone Wars’ Obama, the Kenyan cuckoo Harry Lennix clone impostor squatting in the White House.

Thought for the day. It is stated by socio-political insiders that the editorial content of The Sun remains an impeccable guide to Rupert Mudrock’s thinking. Hmmm, more tits on Page 3, anyone?

For Truth, Reason and Justice: Within the Oxford English Dictionary’s indexed lexicon of 750,000-plus words there is none that accurately describes Tony Bliar – (international pariah and co-founder with George Dubya Bush of the ZioNazi Neo-Con’s ‘War Criminals Without Borders Club’) - or his money-grubbing sociopath condition - however it has been unanimously agreed by a pick n mix conclave of international jurists and Iraqi children that the word CUNT comes pretty close.

Moreover, fuck the Zionist Freemasons and Big Brother – and his sister – and the New World Order.

Allergy warning: This article was written in a known propaganda-infested area and may contain traces of slight exaggeration, modest porkies, misaligned references and lashings of bush telegraph innuendo.

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