Danny Turner: Bigger threat to world peace than Bin Laden……allegedly

Danny Turner: Bigger threat to world peace than Bin Laden……allegedly

Since I’m working over the next few weeks I thought I would write something slightly different in my blog but upon searching the internet came across this interesting piece that, with the permission of the author, I thought I would share with you all…………..

Danny Turner: Bigger threat to world peace than Bin Laden……..allegedly


Blah blah blah…..Danny Turner……..blah blah blah………always beats me at chess……blah blah blah………manic socialist.....blah blah blah………..tories are great…………blah blah blah………bloody immigrants………..blah blah blah……. crap since 1990……blah blah blah…….. bring back Mrs T…………blah blah blah


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Danny Turner wrote:

Richard Davies is a fucking lowlife degenerate. Him and his surrogate mother Thatcher have ruined my life. Take last week. I got up for work and found there’s no milk left to have with my coco pops. My mum said it’s because I had forgot to go to the shop the night before to get some but I ain’t having any of it. It’s that milk snatching woman. She’s even robbed me of my breakfast.

If that ain’t bad some smug git cut up the Turner mobile (aka my pink push bike) on my way to work. I started yelling at him and then he pulled me up and said I was under arrest for a breach of the peace. He didn’t appreciate my joke about all those thug coppers breaking up strikes in the 80’s breaching the peace. Bloody police. Thatcher’s private army against the working class I say.

Managed to talk him out of it though, yet the bugger made me late for work. That was another sodding shock. Arrive at the mine to hear the bastards have closed it. Some bollocks about a free market. My protests of “but I’m the great Danny Turner, those ungrateful taxpayers should think nothing of paying my wages” fell on death ears.

Mope around for the rest of the day down the job centre looking for some work but apparently registered Tory hater isn’t a valid qualification on a CV. Damm it the whole system is against me!!!

Things get even worse when I got home. My mum has rented out my room to an immigrant. Some Cuban fruit picker called Fidel Castro. Sounds like a nice guy to me even though it means I’m on the sofa from now on. What’s really wrong though is that Auntie Maggie is visiting with that little brat of a cousin Davey C. He thinks he’s so cool in his wimpy suit and the bow tie. “Call me dave, danny boy” he says. Cheeky git. What’s the point of private boarding schools just to allow them out on evening release?
By now I have had enough but when they both call me a lazy bastard for not having a job I lose it and tell them to get out. “I’m not for turning out the door young Daniel….I have just got here,” says Maggie…..the old cow. It’s at that moment, I reach for my Simpsons chess set and bash the bishop on their heads killing them both.

And now look at me. Life imprisonment for killing two Tories. Where’s the justice, the fairness, the equality in that?!?!?

Mind you things could be worse. They let me out my cell twice a week to go on the internet so I can read Rich Davies’ blog. What a treat!!!!