Yes indeed, yes indeed, Missus Thatch, Normo Tebbs ladies and gentlemen! Mockney wanker Ben Elton was on of the UK's foremost alternative comedians in the eighties. Compere of the excellent "Friday Night Live", spangle-suited Elton performed regular diatribes against the Conservative government of the time. A minor hero of mine at the time for his political stance, after the show was axed, the specky, be-mulleted comic went on to get his own show at the BBC.

It was at this point that Ben showed his true cunty colours. He started off slowly with a combination of decreasingly amusing original material and a heavy reliance on rehashing tired old FNL gags like the dire "sausage" routine. After a series or two of his comedy show, he began to collaborate with Ronnie Corbett, a man who was photographed with his arms around John Gummer and Norman Tebbit during election campaigns in the eighties.

Ben's recent output includes a few absolutely dreadful novels, a TV series based on the soporific "Stark" and some thinly-disguised, self-indulgent autobiographical plays. He is currently working on a musical, collaborating with frog-faced vociferous Thatcherite Andrew Lloyd-Webber. Ben Elton is a fast-talking, swagger-walking, play-writing, his-novels-are-shite-ing, Blair-licking, limp-dicking media CUNT!

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