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Cameron is such a cock. By which I mean he's like a male hen
Sir, you are too kind, male hen is a malaprop in this instance.
Camerrank is an actual, foetid penis.
Beneath him and to his right is Ian Duncan Smith, a shrivelled, ignominious, clinging dag of a testicle, if ever there was one.
To his left (LOL, I jest) is the cancerous, conniving, psychopathically-useless, name-changing, ruddy masturbater which is Gideon.
No scrotum could contain these two.
Therfore, the howpin, rank pish that oozes forth from Cameron, marinates them.
And they feel resplendant in the shadow of this cock.
"a bit like when politicians make microphone gaffs."
Her Majesty cannot and will not be drawn on political or constitutional matters, Cameron at the very best is guilty of a gross breach of trust, he's compromised the queen. I actually doubt the story's true, which doesn't help at all, that means he's making up views the queen may not hold.
Cameron is such a cock. By which I mean he's like a male hen, look at his body language with Bloomberg, Cameron talks over him, plainly isn't listening and is bigging himself up by recounting the opinions of imaginary friends. When Bloomberg politely interjects Cameron's hand gestures become more expansive. The man's a bullying chimpanzee. He has one audience a week with Her majesty during which she barely looks up from her Sporting Life, the suggestion that this disgraceful fartknocker has cosy chats with Her Majesty is a big bag of balls.