satire

Hello Sweeties, Paula here selling you your new dream National Party home.

You’ll notice there’s lots of indoor-outdoor flow so you can bash beneficiaries in the lounge or in the garden.

Look at the high ceilings for your overblown ego to fit inside and you’re just inside a grammar zone so you can still laugh at poor children walking to public schools.

This house will last 9 years and then implode.

Thank you sweeties! 

So under National, we will shoot all workers and they won’t get any lunch breaks.

There better not be any questions.

The look of fear in the eyes of the man standing next to Judith is the best part of this photo.

They are missing 1 horseman. 

I like to beat a sack of puppies with a cricket bat. 

Would you like a cucumber sandwich? 

That moment when you realise your economic selfishness isn’t shared by everyone else. 

The Republican National Conference hasn’t rated as well as Donald Trump had hoped. 

Gerry asks the questions.

Finally a National Part Billboard we can all agree with.