Bronwyn and her joy flight

Did you know that I prefer my brandy to be slightly chilled with a wonderful hint of mint, yes it sounds quite exotic and pray tell it comes from my time in the French Pyrenees when I was traversing the mountains with a donkey named Pedro and knap sack full of contraband(though that is a story for another day)  but that’s why I’m ahead of the plebes but let me not squander our precious time with my little interludes….it has come to my serious attention that there is a big hoo-ha about our stoic, well-groomed Speaker of the House, the darling of the peoples of this great country…the one and only Bronwyn Bishop. It appears that midget of a man, Shorten has this grand lady in his sights and will do his damnedest to drag her good name through the cow pats of this great brown land(pardon my witty pun), so to speak. One would think that a simple oversight by Bronwyn regarding a luxury helicopter, would hardly constitute a malicious tirade by these lefties…it was only a simple first class chartered helicopter flight to that godforsaken Geelong region for serious national business…a Liberal fundraising party….anyone with any brains would know that Geelong is so dangerous and full of drug addled bogans that it simply was not safe for Bronny to drive through that City to her crucial meeting. And surely a $5000 here and a $5000 dollars there is no big deal…I spend that on my Beluga Caviar every month at Raymondo’s and my buttock hair removal by a wonderful Asian lady in Double Bay, her soft hands are a joy to an elder statesman, though I digress…What gets my goat up is, if we the rich and entitled peoples of this country cannot rort the system a little then why bother invading 3^rd world countries…obviously what relevance does this have…I don’t really know…anyways,  Bronwyn has magnanimously repaid her debt and in my most of humblest opinions, our Lord, Tony Abbott should  immediately knight her as the beacon of honesty that we know she is…she deserves it…which reminds me…does anybody have a number for a good organic waxing salon….Tootily Poops Tartly