Girls Gone Wild!

After the Harperson had plodded through the preliminaries, May deliberately got to her feet and asked why, given the Abrahams Donations of Shame, the topical debate this afternoon was on a motion relating to how nice it was that all the fluffy bunnies in Britain are looking particularly fluffy this year or something.

Harriet was all, "it's an important issue and I am sure that The People of this country are more interested in listening to a debate on cute little snuffly noses and floppy ears than they are juicy allegations of political sleaze and financial mismanagement."

Hon. Members: Oh no they're not!

Harperson: Oh yes they are!

Theresa was having none of that and, clearing her throat announced that the Government was like the three monkeys who heard no evil, saw no evil, and spoke no evil. Boom boom! Helpfully the Boy George started laughing so hard that he was in danger of giving himself a hernia; he should have just held up a big sign that said "Joke. Laugh!" and pointed it at May. Possibly her lapels were too large for this course of action, who knows.

Not to be outdone in the crap gag stakes, Harriet responded with, "she can huff, and she can puff, but she will not blow this Leader of the House down!" At this there was genuine tears: of hilarity on the Opposition benches and despair on the Government's.

And huff and puff they did, but in spite of the best and joint efforts on the part of Theresa and Simon Hughes, the topical debate on the fluffiness of the bunnies stands.

Forgive Wesmonster if she chooses not to liveblog that one.