Boris Johnson will be Prime Minister before the Tory Party Conference.
Probably a few weeks before then.
Grassroots Tories love Boris. I mean he's all sort of bungling, bumbling buffoon with tousled hair, stammering and causing all sorts of mischief with his comments on the EU and bloody foreigners.
Boris only cares about one thing: himself.
He is cold and calculating, and knows very well what he is doing.
If it meant furthering his career, he would drive the country's economy over a cliff in a do deal Brexit.
Grass roots Tories care little about facts and reality. They wanted Brexit, and will get it, or if not, they will deselect their sitting mP his they vote to stop of frustrate Brexit.
These are the swivel-eyed loons who have pushed Brexit onto the Conservative Party, and they will not stop until they deliver us back to some 1950s paradise filled with Darling Buds of May type characters, when Britain still had an empire and we had just given the Germans, and Italians, a bloody nose. And when the Irish knew their place, or they didn't matter.
It will be a fun-filled summer and autumn.
And then we will be back at two weeks to Brexit and the shit will hit the fan.
Again.
We will then be left with a battle between Parliament as they try to grab the nation's wheel to try to prevent a no deal, while Boris jumps up and down on the accelorator, laughing like a goon.
This is our future. God help us.
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