Twitter is all ablaze with stuff from that rotten mass murdering wound-faced jug-eared twat of a former Prime Minister’s autobiography today. Probably most disturbing are the following extracts, liberated by The Spectator, in which the creep details some fleshy encounters with lady folks.

CHERIE: “I DEVOURED HER LOVE”

“…that night she cradled me in her arms and soothed me; told me what I needed to be told; strengthened me; made me feel that I was about to do was right … On that night of the 12th May, 1994, I needed that love Cherie gave me, selfishly. I devoured it to give me strength. I was an animal following my instinct, knowing I would need every ounce of emotional power to cope with what lay ahead. I was exhilarated, afraid and determined in roughly equal quantities.”

This sounds like David Icke’s descriptions of inter dimensional lizard vampires that feed on human fear, and will no doubt be wheeled out at his next seminar as some kind of proof.

ANJI HUNTER: “SEXY – WITH DEVASTATING EFFECT”

“Anji was my best friend. We had known each other since the age of 16 when I had tried climbing inside her sleeping bag at a party in the North-West of Scotland (without success!).

She had looked after me at university, turned up in my life again when I was an MP and had been with me ever since. She was sexy and exuberant and used both attributes to devastating effect.”

Grove.

FIRST LOVE: PUMPING

“We met [Tony and Gordon meet in a variety of clandestine destinations while carving up the Labour leadership in the mid-1990s] in the flat owned by the parents of my old girlfriend and first love, Amanda Mackenzie Stuart … And I loved the romance of meeting at Amanda’s. You know the first person you ever fall in love with; you know the incredible outpouring of desire, the overwhelming sense of something unique, inexpressible, inexplicable and even at points incomprehensible, but so thrilling, uplifting, your heart pumping and soaring? I was eighteen, in my last year of Fettes. She was the only girl at the school – the first, the experiment, and so chosen because she was the daughter of the chairman of the governors… I wasn’t afraid there, and somehow in some slightly odd way, in Amanda’s home, surrounded by evidence of her presence, I felt a confidence about the task in hand…”

More emotional vampire evidence. Someone stick a stake in this prick. He’s done.

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