[Political allegory] Gordon Brown, barman
Aug. 12th, 2008 09:40 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
A man walks into a pub...
Man: Afternoon, squire. A pint of Stella, please.
Gordon Brown, barman: Your message is both clear and unequivocal, and I'd like to tell you that I am taking all necessary steps to ensure delivery of your pint of bitter at the earliest opportunity.
Man: Nah, mate, nah. Stella. Pint of Stella, please.
Gordon Brown, barman: I'm both listening an understanding your concerns. I know that you are facing difficult times and your pint of bitter is of the utmost importance to you, but I think that you should be reassured that your pint of bitter is of the utmost importnance to me as well.
Man: Nah. Stella. Lager. S-T-E-L-L-A. A pint thereof. And be quick about it, eh?
Gordon Brown, barman: I'm aware that the previous barman made promises to you about your pint. Promises which, ultimately, you were let down on. Now what I think you want is for me to get on with the important job of serving at this bar, and that is what I have the fullest intention of doing.
Man: Well, that's grand. Can I have my pint, then?
Gordon Brown, barman: Pint delivery is a long and complex process which involves decisions taken at the highest levels, and this can take some time. However, the processes are in place to ensure that the pint-deprived people in this bar recieve the best quality pint in the shortest possible time.
Man: Oh, for God's sake. Just. Give. Me. My. Pint.
Gordon Brown, barman: I think you'll agree that I am the best-placed person to ensure prompt and cost-effective allocation of pints and your pint, which I'm aware is an issue close to your heart, is the most important issue I am currently working on. I'm asking for your understanding and patience whilst I work to bring more effective pint-delivery processes online.
Man: Look, the pump is directly in front of you. Just pull the bastard, will you?
Gordon Brown, barman: Until your pint is prepared, I'm giving you this glass of Port and Lemon as an interim measure, on the house.
Man: You just took that off my wife!
Gordon Brown, barman: Until your pint of bitter is ready, I'm prepared to make the unprecedented step of redistributing Port and Lemon to the most needy members of society.
Man: Look, mate. I've been polite. I've asked nicely. I just want a pint of Stella, and I want you to stop taking my wife's drink off her every time she tries to take a sip.
Gordon Brown, barman: It is my job to provide pints of bitter to you, and that's what I'm striving to do if you will bear with me during the process. I am hearing your concerns about your difficulties and, once again, I'd like to offer you my sincere reassurance that I am working as hard as I can to pull your pint of bitter.
Man: Sod this, I'm off to the Thatchers Arms down the road.
Man: Afternoon, squire. A pint of Stella, please.
Gordon Brown, barman: Your message is both clear and unequivocal, and I'd like to tell you that I am taking all necessary steps to ensure delivery of your pint of bitter at the earliest opportunity.
Man: Nah, mate, nah. Stella. Pint of Stella, please.
Gordon Brown, barman: I'm both listening an understanding your concerns. I know that you are facing difficult times and your pint of bitter is of the utmost importance to you, but I think that you should be reassured that your pint of bitter is of the utmost importnance to me as well.
Man: Nah. Stella. Lager. S-T-E-L-L-A. A pint thereof. And be quick about it, eh?
Gordon Brown, barman: I'm aware that the previous barman made promises to you about your pint. Promises which, ultimately, you were let down on. Now what I think you want is for me to get on with the important job of serving at this bar, and that is what I have the fullest intention of doing.
Man: Well, that's grand. Can I have my pint, then?
Gordon Brown, barman: Pint delivery is a long and complex process which involves decisions taken at the highest levels, and this can take some time. However, the processes are in place to ensure that the pint-deprived people in this bar recieve the best quality pint in the shortest possible time.
Man: Oh, for God's sake. Just. Give. Me. My. Pint.
Gordon Brown, barman: I think you'll agree that I am the best-placed person to ensure prompt and cost-effective allocation of pints and your pint, which I'm aware is an issue close to your heart, is the most important issue I am currently working on. I'm asking for your understanding and patience whilst I work to bring more effective pint-delivery processes online.
Man: Look, the pump is directly in front of you. Just pull the bastard, will you?
Gordon Brown, barman: Until your pint is prepared, I'm giving you this glass of Port and Lemon as an interim measure, on the house.
Man: You just took that off my wife!
Gordon Brown, barman: Until your pint of bitter is ready, I'm prepared to make the unprecedented step of redistributing Port and Lemon to the most needy members of society.
Man: Look, mate. I've been polite. I've asked nicely. I just want a pint of Stella, and I want you to stop taking my wife's drink off her every time she tries to take a sip.
Gordon Brown, barman: It is my job to provide pints of bitter to you, and that's what I'm striving to do if you will bear with me during the process. I am hearing your concerns about your difficulties and, once again, I'd like to offer you my sincere reassurance that I am working as hard as I can to pull your pint of bitter.
Man: Sod this, I'm off to the Thatchers Arms down the road.
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Date: 2008-08-12 09:14 am (UTC)Bloke: Pint of stella please.
Barlady: *Takes his child's milk bottle, steals his car, sells it off, has the bouncer beat him up for protesting about the theft and throws him out on the street*
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Date: 2008-08-12 09:20 am (UTC)H
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Date: 2008-08-12 12:54 pm (UTC)Barwoman says "You haven't got enough money for lager, you workshy scrounger." but I just ran with what I was given.
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Date: 2008-08-12 09:56 am (UTC)Perhaps I was being too subtle. I'll make a note for next time.
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Date: 2008-08-12 10:25 am (UTC)Besides, it's raining outside, the punter doesn't want to get wet. He'll put up with bad service, as long he gets the drink in the end.
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Date: 2008-08-12 11:46 am (UTC)Blair and Brown, between them, made a collossal pair of tits behind the bar which distracted people from the fact they hadn't had their pint. Eventually, though, the party ends.
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Date: 2008-08-12 12:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-12 12:54 pm (UTC)This is what I get for reading my own old jokes
Date: 2010-07-22 03:50 pm (UTC)Gove, yeah, hopeless, but two out of three ain't bad. It's a full 2 more than the last lot gave us.
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Date: 2008-08-12 11:39 am (UTC)I was in South Yorkshire- to be precise within spitting distance of Manvas main colliery (the one which started the miners Strike)- to say my views have been left of center is an understatement.
Therefore upon reading this i am forced to say...
gordon brown is an unmittigated penis. A useless Labour prime Minister- he is succeading in dpoint the one thing NO ONE thought possible... he is not only making the COnsevative Party look like they are going to win the next election- they are making them look good...
He is successfully making the bloated self-serving members of the SNP seem good! THAT really requires talent you know!
You missed the part where the guy grabs the barman and glasses him?
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Date: 2008-08-12 11:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-12 12:20 pm (UTC)no.
You went to Wath Comp.
William's alumni.
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I mentioned it not in some way to make out I am more South Yorks than others or summit weird... only to show the extent of the corruption Brown has brought to my beloved Labour party- just illustrating how much hard work you have to put into beinga total penis in order for the likes of ME to think the party has sold its soul to a moron...
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Date: 2008-08-12 12:58 pm (UTC)H
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Date: 2008-08-12 01:07 pm (UTC)Nowt wrong witha man 'aving aspirations for his daughter...
Mind you- MALTBY!
What the 'ell was he doin' in MALTBY!
There weird up there tha knows...
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Date: 2008-08-12 01:54 pm (UTC)H
Eee, luxury
Date: 2008-08-12 11:44 am (UTC)H
Re: Eee, luxury
Date: 2008-08-12 12:22 pm (UTC)i was a LIVE LONG Labour supporter- life long- die hard. Sorted.
Admittedly I began losing faith under Tony, but Brown is a twat!
:)
Re: Eee, luxury
Date: 2008-08-12 06:54 pm (UTC)D
Re: Eee, luxury
Date: 2008-08-13 08:44 am (UTC)Allow me to introduce you and Marc. You both went to Pope Pius and he claims to remember playing D&D with you r& your brother many years ago.
Re: Eee, luxury
Date: 2008-08-13 02:52 pm (UTC)D
Re: Eee, luxury
Date: 2008-08-13 04:07 pm (UTC)It was a very long time ago, mind.
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Date: 2008-08-12 07:57 pm (UTC)Re: Eee, luxury
Date: 2008-08-13 09:54 am (UTC)H
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Date: 2008-08-12 12:21 pm (UTC)This nearly made me spit my redbull everywhere this morning.
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