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A: Tony Blair
B: Tony Leon
C: Tony O´Reilly
Decisions in the comments box please. And you have to match each name to an action: you can´t choose to push them all off a cliff, as much as it might be tempting…
Written by Trinny
December 7, 2008 at 17.25
Posted in Media, Politics
Tagged with Shag marry or push off a cliff, Tony Blair, Tony Leon, Tony O´Reilly
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Marry: Tony O’Reilly. He’s filthy rich and has a super-classy surname, which we all want just as badly as he did.
Shag: Tony Blair. Close your eyes and think of, well, England.
Push off a cliff: Tony Leon. Do I even need to explain?
December 8, 2008 at 09.28
Okay, I get your rationale… But, assuming marrying someone means you have to shag them a lot, at least initially, I hope you´d use your postcoital moments with O´Reilly to whisper sweet advice about how to run a newspaper empire 😉
December 8, 2008 at 09.32
I have precisely the same idea as M-squeeze…
I’d get buck for my bang from Tony O.
Tony B would have to be shagged as “Oh Prime Minister” certainly does have a ring to it.
Tony B loses I’m afraid. “Oh failed ex-leader of the opposition” leaves me cold, and I doubt he’d be willing or able to keep me in the manner to which I’d very quickly become accustomed with Tony O!
December 8, 2008 at 13.26
God, you two are such rabid little capitalists! I expected nothing less form Al-staah! but M-Squeeze, has the credit crunch squeezed all your morals dry?
December 8, 2008 at 20.56
The credit crunch has squeezed out every last scruple. Tony it is.
Also, marriage doesn’t mean I have to shag him repeatedly. We could have a loveless one.
December 19, 2008 at 07.14
Btw, Al, don´t you mean Tony L loses?
December 19, 2008 at 09.23
I guess it´s time to reveal my own choices. In 2008, I think Tony O´Reilly retains the most evil power. He´d have to go over the cliff so we could be rid of him.
Which leaves me with a toughie. I guess I´d have to shag Tony Leon, and we all know how much I would loathe that. I´d just have to close my eyes and think of… I don´t even know what?!
That leaves Tony Blair. I mean, he would *want* to marry me, but I bet Cherie wouldn´t give him a divorce. Furthermore, he wouldn´t actually want to cheat on her, being a good Catholic and all. So he could just drop by to visit me in Dubai once in a while (en route to brining peace to the Middle East) and we could go for cocktails at the Burj al Arab. Nice.
December 19, 2008 at 09.30
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