Showing posts with label election. Show all posts
Showing posts with label election. Show all posts

Monday, 20 August 2007

YAY it's election time

The 8 A.M announcements, people shouting at me from vans (and unlike England it doesn't appear to be swear words) and posters of dubious men staring at things only them and Tony Blair can see can mean only one thing....YAY it's random election time.

Of course in the last round of put the X on the spot, Mr. Abe (he of the small hair and strangely distant stare) received what I think Benjamin Disraeli once described as a "really good kicking" but I presume once his Karaoke CD hits the shops and he confesses to a love of Elvis he'll be right back up on that Japanese shaped horse Yeee Haaa, (sorry I think this is on my mind a little bit) anyway lets look at the two local candidates shall we I'm sure they look trustworthy fellows.....errr

This man has seen Bambi over 200 times and still laughs outloud during the hunting scene. In fact he's thinking about it riiiiiiiiiiiiight now.


The children's entertainer who was let go after being caught making "inappropriate" things with bendy balloons. *

Hmmmm well with these men fighting for control like rabid hamsters, no doubt Kawai Cho will be safe.

*Not seen in the picture, his massive massive clown shoes

Wednesday, 11 April 2007

I like Election, part deux

Yeay election time has almost finished farewell shouty people, but also sadly farewell election posters you will be missed. Thankfully theres still some around, see my previous election post for even more stern faced people.

The women who bathes in fresh snake milk every morning



The man currently sitting on something sharp, and enjoying it. Also known as the Japanese Kenneth Williams in his early years

Monday, 2 April 2007

I Like Election!

Its local election time WOHOOO however unlike England where elections are conducted by grey men in suits knocking on your door like a door step challenge of the bland; Japanese elections have the rival groups load up into their tiny scooby doo mobiles, strap on their bandanassss and tie a huge loud hailer to their roof. It's nice so see them proudly shouting out their support of the representative, sadly this is done from about 8 in the morning so they're often met by my blank morning stare that says "its early, I can't think let alone vote, please stop shouting at me."

So lets look at the local campaigners shall we.

The game show host who never wears pants.

The maths teacher who has the secret closet that NO ONE can enter.


The Doctor who secretly replaced all the sperm in the sperm bank with his own


The man who likes to spend his weekend being called Sarah.