Labor’s sick note escape from tropical detention perfect for dog-whistling Persian cats
When it comes to slashing away at the masculine ego, Gillette is the best a man can get.
When it comes to slashing away at the masculine ego, Gillette is the best a man can get.
Fat chance of thin privilege if you mention your supervisor’s natural extra padding.
Despite Saudi Arabian propaganda, Amnesty International does not seem convinced.
If Navratilova thinks Trump trumps the commies, maybe it’s best if she sticks to tennis.
It’s fine to put your snout in the taxpayer trough to whoop it up at the gay mardi gras.
Offensive Mr Elfwick is not content just to march in a burka and a pink pussy hat.
Obama tried to take credit for Bush’s fence, but even unions query Canberra’s light rail.
Nation of Islam leader Louis Farrakhan’s fans can even see good in that great painter Adolf.
Building a border wall would be a doddle compared with erecting a 95-storey tower.
And Kevin Rudd is still playing Mr Me-Too when it comes to John Howard.
Asian, female, porcine, spiders of colour, yet there’s never enough diversity for PC police.
Let us put it this way: ambassadors are never going to pay for their booze or babysitters.
Outspoken priest who accuses us of starting an offshore holocaust is not shy about cashing in.
No psychic needed to see Karl join Miserable Mal, the ghost that barely says boo.
Unity over the Chinese telecom giant’s 5G rollout has Five Eyes singing in harmony.
There aren’t any gangs down south, just groups of young kids who are terrorising people.
And The New York Times doesn’t need evidence to call Donald Trump a draft dodger.
Bishop avoids sharks in Sydney harbour but there’s no avoiding snarks in the union.
In rapper land, Donald Trump shouldn’t build a wall because the Berlin Wall was built by Nazis.
European Commission president Jean-Claude Juncker appears to have enjoyed one too many while on official duty.
An international chorus of panda-huggers can’t see anything wrong with Huawei.
Coal, renewables, there’s something for everyone on the energy lobby money-go-round.
Run, run, as fast as you can, or you’ll be harassed by the gingerbread person.
Surplus, what surplus? All Labor needs is a sugar baby and all its sugar hits are forgotten.
The ALP’s competition spokesman wants more of it despite pesky monopolies it created.
But at least our rugby league chiefs are consistent — if impotent — on domestic violence.
The problem with schools isn’t neoliberal tests but new three Rs: rioting, ranting and revolution.
Political correctness is on the march but it still hasn’t reached the backblocks of NSW.
Baby, if you sometimes wish it was 1944, not 2018, there are plenty more saying #MeToo.
Fossil fuels may not be quite as crazy as our green commentariat had assumed.
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