“Me no get it,” explained Reform Voter Derek Williams, with a deeply furrowed brow and finger in his ear.
“Nigel won. Nigel get house. Nigel the big boss now?” they queried, with all the political sophistication the Reform party has come to rely on during the election campaign.
“Where Nigel? WHERE Nigel??”
When it was explained to Derek that Nigel won a single constituency, out of 650, and that Reform MPs can actually be counted on one hand, Derek looked ever more perplexed.
“Consti-chewsy? Nigel win election. Not Consti-chewsy! Nigel WIN! NIGEL STOP BOATS!”
At this point Derek began to get agitated, and it was decided it was best to calm him by returning him to his natural habitat inside a Wetherspoons with a copy of the Daily Mail in front of him.
It’s alright Derek, just look at the pretty pictures in the Daily Mail
It’s just naked classism. Guess what, plenty of people are thick as shit. We should really be figuring out how to reach those people instead of dehumanising them.
Do you think this is classism, too?
Funnier without the hat, but no, not so much.
You talk about them as though they are a minority. They are the majority.
Pointless as long as the red tops exist.
Oh I thought you were saying it’s shit because it’s a lousy joke. Like, it’s basically a “hurr durr” gag from 2008, with some basic shots at obvious things right wingers like.
Your take is fine too, but god damn the Onion used to try harder to land a gag. It’s just second rate Click Hole now.
Although you may be right, this is not actually The Onion
It’s definitely that too!