So now its time for my Crackpot Theory – which I formulated while having a crap.
Brexit will fail. Spectaculary. And this is why:
The Tories never wanted Brexit, but the Cambot put it in the manifesto because politicians will tell you any old shit to get votes and they didn’t really expect to win anyway.
Sudden shock, they win. Oh crap, we have to carry out one promise, so lets go ahead with the referendum, because nobody in their right mind will actually go for it.
Teresa May appears in a load of photos supporting “IN”.
Boris the Moron is appointed on “OUT” duties, as he is a total buffoon. Surely nobody could agree with that idiot.
Nobody takes this thing seriously, as those in power think that the public have some common sense.
Lies are told (Syria in the EU, £350 million, etc)
Euston, we have a problem. It seems after all that the British public are a bunch of jingoistic, gullible fuckwits.
Brexit wins by a tiny majority.
Cambot realises that as he was on the “IN” side he has to quit, so he makes a speech, wanders off making “do-de-doo” noises and has a wank.
Much butt-clenching terror within the party as everyone tries to not be leader. By now they are playing a game of pass-the-parcel, and the parcel contains a massive turd
Theresa May (Thatchbot 2.0) ends up with her hands covered in shit and realises that she has to come up with a way out of this.
There is no easy out on this. So now she has to adopt the “OUT” stance. She is commited to commiting economic suicide. And no, I’m not proud of that sentence.
Terms are invented. “Red White and Blue” seems to become a way to describe something other than a flag, and a very good Blues band see their website hit counter go mental.
Bound to Execute Order 66 (or whatever), she does the only thing she can to derail things. She puts fuckwits in charge.
Its a well know practice that if you want something to fail horribly, then you assign the task of sorting it out to complete blithering idiots.
And that is where we are now.
No plan, idiots in charge, an absolute disaster.
An easy out. If its all fucked, we can pull the “didn’t mean it after all card” and actually get back to the business of selling stuff to Europe again.
Well apart from France. Don’t start me on the French Protectionist policy. Just go look up the SCART socket for more details about that.
Yes I said I came up with this on the shitter. No, I wasn’t feeling well that day.