I don't want to read too much into it, but the Indian bloke is dressed in the costume of an ancient warrior who's just won the battle against evil. The "haar" or garland that Brown is wearing is usually given to the guy who's about to have his head chopped off.
The Indian guy is shouting at Brown to "Go back to where you came from!" and "Stop running away from any crisis back home with foreign taxpayer funded junkets."
Even though the witch doctor assured him that it was a festive garland, Gordon knew there was something wrong the moment they put the noose around his neck ...
I had a strange dream last night, I was wearing a garland and surrounded by people with perma-tans and one wearing an orange (oh my god!) costume cavorted lasciviously in front of me offering a blow-job in return for a place in my government.
Happiness, happiness, the greatest gift that I posses I thank the Lord I've been blessed With more than my share of happiness
To me this old world is a wonderful place And I'm just about the luckiest human in the whole human race I've got no silver and I've... GOT NO GOLD! Just a whole lot of happiness in my soul
But Prime Minister , your honour, we have sixteen of our most beautiful virgins ready to dance and entertain for your pleasure. ... why are you leaving
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"Mr Brown sir! Mr Brown sir! You forgot your nappy"
Someone get a tree for Mr Brown!
Despite the disguise, when he took his top off Gordon knew that Hain was still stalking him....
POLLY TOYNBEE IN TOTAL CAPITULATION SHOCK!
http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/story/0,,2246743,00.html
One picture, two bogeymen.
Gordon - to anyone who may be listening,
"Is he still there?"
On these occasions, the garland is always carefully chosen to reflect the honoured guests' personality ...
I don't want to read too much into it, but the Indian bloke is dressed in the costume of an ancient warrior who's just won the battle against evil. The "haar" or garland that Brown is wearing is usually given to the guy who's about to have his head chopped off.
Give me back my pension you bastard!!
Dateline 2009: After Hain's resignation his sunbed addiction worsened, as did his increasingly bizarre choice of clothes.
Brown just found his pestering for a job embarrassing.
Gordon adopts his best hang-dog expression!
"Fuck off, you third world caveman."
That's what the Indian chap is saying, obviously.
All this hard work makes Broon tired!
But sir, am I not prettier than that boy you stare at?
G Browns round of fact finding missions to Banana Republics find Nulab have nothing to learn that has not already been tried.
GB "And I'd now like to introduce the new Minister for Work and Pensions"
GB "It is my pleasure to announce that the Government of Britain has been outsourced to Bangalore".
Can I be work n' pensions secretary? Surely I can do a better job that Photoshop Purnell
Brown's mug looking a little like George W. Bush in this shot.
Indian guy "Now Mr Brown, having placed the loop around your neck, would you mind standing over this trap door?"
Local: "Begging your pardon Sahib, but can I tighten that noose a little more?"
Brown: "Oh God why do I always look like a cunt?"
Bovine Brown at home in the land of cow worshipers.
"Here are some more postal votes for the west midlands"
"are you a friend of lah di dah gunner graham?"
....Gordon Brown makes surprise visit to Conservative A-List
High Priest of the Aztecs tries to make small talk before the victim ascends to the top of the pyramid.
Where the gold went
GB "I'm not sure it was a good idea to get a Bollywood producer to make our latest party political broadcast"
Gordon Brown sells the last of Britain's gold reserves for a red thong as part of the bilateral trade agreement with India.
The Indian guy is shouting at Brown to "Go back to where you came from!" and "Stop running away from any crisis back home with foreign taxpayer funded junkets."
They Sikh him here,
They Sikh him there.....
The young Gordo is sent off into the big bad world from the manse in Kirckaldy with his father's words ringing in his ears;
"You may be a Broon, but yer not Broon enough to be a son of mine, och aye, innit?"
No matter how hard he tried, not even the Hindu God of Happiness could get a smile out of Gordon.
Daley Thompson hosts new BBC show - Celebrity Tap Dancing On Air.
Gordon wasn't very enthusiastic about the witch doctors offer to resurect Peter Hain's career.
Even though the witch doctor assured him that it was a festive garland, Gordon knew there was something wrong the moment they put the noose around his neck ...
Come back Mr Brown - you're wearing my budgie's millet.
Thanks for all that cheap gold you mug!
What are those white stains on his left shoulder? I dread to think what they could be......maybe his jaw dropped at a critical moment!
Indian Chap: "Now, just tighten the noose and then let him drop."
DK
I had a strange dream last night, I was wearing a garland and surrounded by people with perma-tans and one wearing an orange (oh my god!) costume cavorted lasciviously in front of me offering a blow-job in return for a place in my government.
Fuck off you Brown bastard
Brown realised his mistake in asking for freebie tickets to the African Nations Cup!
Indian to GayGordo
"Oi, mate, you can't piss in the street. Oh, you're not pissing, but banging one out!"
GG to Indian
"Yes, it's the sight of all those lovely Indian boys. Isn't multi-culturalism fucking great?".
Sir, you've come second in our tribal Gordon Brown lookalike Competition
It was Gordon's Eureka moment: not PM, witch doctor was what he had wanted to be all along'..
It was then that Peter Mandelson, dressed in simple orange chiffon robe, donned his Freddy Mercury mask and lunged at the great Scottich jessy.
"Mr. Icke, Mr. Icke, can you sign this for my wife please..."
BROWN: I was just admiring your Urdu.
RUSSELL BRANDJI: Thanks, but it wasn't what I asked for......
And the garland wards off evil spirits ... Are you leaving already, Mr. Brown?
Fuck it's true! Poke your head through Melanie Phillips vag, and Utopia can be experienced!
BROWN: Interesting neckwear this, what's it made of?
GURU: Well, Mr Brown, everybody is saying you have lost a backbone, so here is one I have ripped out of a cobra.
Third rate politician in a third world setting. Very apt really.
So you don't tell Andrew Gilligan my wife was here and we don't tell Peter Hain you was here, ok?
Indian: Hey Gordon, got any more of that discount British gold?
see http://the-tap.blogspot.com/2008/01/brown-analyses-worlds-ills.html
Gordon just loved to escape from the London media by getting away to some of the true Labour constituencies
sub-prime minister visits sub-continent.
Tribal Chieftan burst into a chorus of ,,, "GORDON IS A MORON"
Apologies to Ken Dodd...
Happiness, happiness, the greatest gift that I posses
I thank the Lord I've been blessed
With more than my share of happiness
To me this old world is a wonderful place
And I'm just about the luckiest human in the whole human race
I've got no silver and I've... GOT NO GOLD!
Just a whole lot of happiness in my soul
Gordon learns that his application for political Asylum has been rejected
Sorrow, as the Swazi Wife Select Commitee pronounce another hopeful 'Not Fit For Purpose'
Indian Chap: "Christ, and I thought I was weird"
"fuck me diane abbotts lost some weight"
"fuck me diane abbotts lost some weight"
The tanned gent looks a bit like a fugative from the Village People...I wonder?
So, that's maybe why McFuckingBean looks so coy...
Is he turning down the next dance?
"hey, have you any spare Gold?"
regards
TrevorH
Ladyboy waves soiled red panties to attract Western sex tourist.
Spot the snake charmer.
Hain's new image still didn't convince Gordon that he merited a place in the Cabinet.
But Prime Minister , your honour, we have sixteen of our most beautiful virgins ready to dance and entertain for your pleasure. ... why are you leaving
Honest, I didn't know Village People was a gay band
Gordy take these back to Paxman we make loads with a big crutch
Even whilst wearing strings of millet budgie seed,the only bird the PM could attract was a bloke dressed up as one.
I am not knowing any Ken Livingstone, and I don't care what he told you, we don't like kiddy fiddlers here, so fuck off you feelthy pervert.
my love, you left these at my house last night
bloke says..If I get another over his head do i win a rocking horse?.
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Thats that miserable bastard off the telly you know the autistic fuckwit with the bloke for a wife.
mr brown , chief akowinbie here i have those discs for you! what is your price.
dear anon 3:39
subsitute nappy rash for happiness and it sort of works
"Vhy are Guido's caption contests so unbeliewably unfunny, Brown sahib?"
"This is what a hanky looks like. Trying using it next time you're in the Commons."
British Jobs for British People...
Wellcome to capitalist India. Your world will be ours.
Thanks for the aid Gordon - we're off to buy Jaguar. Cheerio.
Mr Brown just knew he shouldn't have accepted the dodgy-looking donor kebab from the Indian gentleman who looked like Peter Hain on speed.
But Mr Brown, your new hand carved rocking horse is just being varnished!
Come and see what CDs we have, all the latest copies, cheapest prices for you.
'...and if you keep it on at night you'll find that slurp thing goes away. Can't do anything about the finger biting though.'
I love your NHS: very good value for money - prompt, too! Most profitable holiday abroad i've had in years!
" Now what was that about a nest of vipers?
I said Pearl Necklace not this kebab of used Kleenex
"Shit! I wondered where I left Jaqui Smiths knickers!"
Meester Brown!
The next stage of the initiation is - you suck my deek!
Meester Brown!
Don't waste eet. I suck it for you!
"I can cure your diahorrea, white man, but it means coming up close to you, and fucked if I'm going to do that, you shit-face".
"Wait wait Mr Brown. You have to put this hood on as well as the noose!"
I came here for a PEARL necklace!
Gordon wonders how to spin Chief Mbotu's purchase of Northern Rock for 3 wives,a goat and 4 piglets in the most positive light.
..and you really want to show it..
Get used to the feel of rope on your neck you filthy traitor.
Yikes
There's a noose loose aboot this moose
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