Blog of Kev review
Jan/07 Filed in: Blog of Kev
Kev, (what a great British lad's name!) is quite the agitator in comparison to his fellow downtrodden and accepting countrymen in bowler hats. In one or two posts a day, he shatters the idea that the British are politically dormant and rarely come out of their semi-detached 3-bedroom rabbit hutches to express their conservative middle of the road opinions.
Red Kev
With his short sharp red stabs at the establishment, he makes pisstakers proud the world over. Prisoners upset at reminders of Christmas are dismissed with the flick of a key. Europe and other burning issues are raised to the rafters of his blog, presumably so no dim Brummy can possibly say, "Well, I didn't really understand what all that Europe hoo-hah was all about, so I didn't bother to vote for me Euro MP." Yes, Britons need to know what it means to be Europhiles. Cheap, world-class health care, uncongested highways and byeways, left-hand drive cars and tax and legislation up to their eye sockets.Careful, Kev
Maybe Kev should take precautions, though, what with the emphasis on anti-terror now so prevalent in the 51st state. We suggest he tattoos all personal details on his forehead, just in case he mysteriously disappears, and wakes up in the lake District dead - with a belly full of nuclear waste. (OK, to be accurate, with a bit more nuclear waste in him than the norm for that part of Britain.)Wot about Kev?
We couldn't find an About page, so if there is one, make it fricking bigger, pal, we need to know how old this Kev kid is! Not that Pisstakers home in on minor personal traits, it is way too cheap a shot for an avant garde satirist, but what is it with the dire spelling? Is he not a son of Blair, the champion of education, flagellation, constipation? Or did he miss out on the policy of a PC (plus spell-checker) for every child living and shivering on that rainy island off of France?Anyway, before it gets all too grammatically incorrect, let's just wish the limey chav shite a happy new year, and have one of your 12 pints of lager on New Year's Eve on us.
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