Tim Yeo lays it on the line
Evening Star: Shadow trade secretary and Suffolk South MP Tim Yeo (says) the plotting must stop, adding: "It's time for them to put up or shut up."
Translation: Get the fuck on with it, people! We can't have a leadership race until somebody fires the damn starting pistol.
*BANG*
And they're off!
Michael Howard takes an early lead, closely followed by Kenneth Clarke. David Davis and Oliver Letwin are showing some promising stride, and... wait! What's this? Tim Yeo hasn't even been cleared the weigh-in yet? He's waiting in line behind who? Michael fucking Portillo?
Oh, FFS!
That smug nancy isn't worthy to lick Tim Yeo's boots! (And even if he is, he'd want to wait his turn. In line. Behind me. Yumyumyumyumyumyum.)
Translation: Get the fuck on with it, people! We can't have a leadership race until somebody fires the damn starting pistol.
*BANG*
And they're off!
Michael Howard takes an early lead, closely followed by Kenneth Clarke. David Davis and Oliver Letwin are showing some promising stride, and... wait! What's this? Tim Yeo hasn't even been cleared the weigh-in yet? He's waiting in line behind who? Michael fucking Portillo?
Oh, FFS!
That smug nancy isn't worthy to lick Tim Yeo's boots! (And even if he is, he'd want to wait his turn. In line. Behind me. Yumyumyumyumyumyum.)
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