Including but by no means limited to violence against comedians, taxi drivers, politicians, photographers, women and children.
Absolutely nobody! Unless you have a 34DD chest and are willing to pour whipped cream over it at Bucks Nights, in that case I will oblige in the spirit of public service and proceed to lick it off.
That song Bat Out of Hell ruined my career. I could have no credibility after that. Meat Loaf is a useless conservative dimwited bible bashing Christian anyway. Meat Loaf would probably be lucky to get a gig at Hillsong these days with that little God warrior Guy Sebastian and Peter Costello taking to the stage to impress all the Jesus jumpers. Meat Loaf's next gig will probably be Tony Abbot's funeral, at least we can hope.
The Dismissal, it was about time they got rid of that useless old cunt Gough when they did. Useless prick.
Mark Latham Does Question time: The Golden Years 1993-2004. You should also get a copy of me intellectually obliterating those useless pufters Andrew Denton, Laurie Oakes and Tony Jones on any given occasion.
Latham Diaries (on par within anything ever written by that fucken pom who couldn't spell properly Shakespeare). My new books out around Christmas so get yourselves a copy and learn to read you illiterate half wits.
SIR John Kerr, a man of great courage and conviction who took the essential step to ensuring Australia was better place by sacking Whitlam. Whitlam the old fuck was useless in the first place nothing but a pompous old toss. What kind of aussie lad reads latin. Don't get me started on Keating, probably got his obscence looking head shoved up an antique clock in a pufterish Paddington antique store.