Whooee! Well sportsfans, this here's the main event we all been waitin' fer. The HarpoonTosser's bunch are havin' a big tribal gatherin' over in Q-beck. It's been about a year an' a haff since the so-con Alliance an' the progressive-con PC's cheapened the definition o' marriage by gettin' joined in unholy wedlock. All this time, Canajuns has been wonderin' what's what with this here new bunch they call the Conservative Party o' Canadee. Back last June when we had ourselves an election vote, nobuddy knew what the hell the CPC stood fer so the leftyLibs an' Laydown's DippyWips was able t' trot out the ol' "hidden agenda" scary stories.
I reckon that was Harpoon's own damn fault fer not gettin' up an' tellin' what they stood fer except mebbe he couldn't on accounta he don't even know hisself. With this bigass tent meetin' pow-wow goin' on in Montreal, the Con-men an' gals'll be able t' set Canajuns straight on where this here year-an'-a-haff-old party hangs its hat. From what I hear tell, though, StevieBoy ain't joinin' the fray an' he's jest standin' in the crowd watchin' his party turn ugly like when the Ringrose kids down the street's Ma an' Pa was away an' the cops showed up.
One story I seen in the Trawna Star was 'bout Queen Bee Linda the MagnaMama. I guess they wanted ol' B.Linda t' get up on her hind legs an' introduce some substitute flunky who's standin' in fer Johnny Tory the 'Tario PC bossman. Queen Bee sez she ain't jest a purty face an' she's got sum meat on her plate she wants t' talk about. B.Linda was fightin' with Harpoon an' that feller nobuddy remembers, Tony Inclementweatherman, a while back when they was pickin' out who's gonna steer the CPC ship. B.Linda lost. Harpoon won.
Harpoon's had his share o' numbnutses all tryin' t' stir up doo-doo an' make the so-cons in the CPC look like a buncha throwbacks in Chuck Darwin's evolutionary timeline. The latest horse's ass he's been pretendin' don't exist is this here Cheryl Gallant from up around Renfrew. Shee-it! This crybaby CherylGal sez she thinks Canadee is persecutin' Christians. Lord thunderin' Jeezuz! She wants t' see persecution, she oughta go visit Fartin' Martin's buddy boys in commonist Red China. They got sum fellers an' gals who Fall On Gongs an' who get rounded up an' turned inta slaves fer WalMarket by the commie reds. That's persecution, CherylGal. Makin' sumbuddy live next door t' a coupla married up queers ain't real persecution in my book.
Anyways, when the mainstreet media fellers asked Harpoon what's up with this nutjob Gallant, he jest sez nuthin' an' shrugs his shoulders like the ol' shrugmeister hisself, Pierre Troodough. Next thing, Harpoon'll be flippin' his middle finger at the mainstreeters.
I was jest over t' ol' Elvis's Egroup an' I see my boogin' buddy Don from Ottywa is postin' up boog stories from offa the floor o' the convention in Montreal. I ain't heard tell o' any other boogers who's right there at ringside but if I do, I'll post up a link t' their eyewitless reports.