Deep in the bowels of the Bullingdon Club the cabal had assembled. The satanic runes had been drawn to represent the basest fears of humans, poverty, foreigners and nationalism. This would surely protect their money and influence. The ground had been prepared for years and their frog like "Renfield" had done his job well but he could never be their totem, he was hated by half the nation. They needed a harmless puppet. They turned and looked at the club clown Bozo, who was carefully ruffling his hair. Bozo looked up, smiled a mawkish smile and said "Of course I'll be in charge, everybody loves me, they think I'm harmless"
The cabal turned and nodded. Bozo stepped into the circle and the spell was cast. The spell fueled by rotting fish, fruit and vegetables which were spaffed up the walls. The evil coursed though his veins. Red, white and blue flashed before his eyes. The feeling was power and joy but this quickly turn to pain and agony. it was too much. Even his empty shell couldn't contain the power unleashed. The evil of nationalism was too much for him to hold and the transformation began
Score for our unless PM is a 54mm figure = 10pts (no bonus for 118K covid victims and rising). In case you hadn't guessed I'm furious that this dick has wrecked my beloved country twice.
This. Is. Brilliant. Great work Martin. Your message is heard and sympathy is given.
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Deletenice one Martin!
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DeleteNice one Martin. A great tribute to the best bozo in the world!
ReplyDeletecheers mate, hoped you'd like him
DeleteExcellent job Martin, and best ever use of a straw tuft - although I do believe it could double as a toilet brush if needed :-)
ReplyDeleteThanks, I was a little inspired by that
DeleteGreat figure Martin.
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DeleteGreat looking miniatures, thought he would make a nice golem! The syrup is a nice touch!
ReplyDeleteBest Iain
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