Show of hands

Messiah Malcolm Turnbull has a vision somewhere between Paris and Damascus.

Rapper John Brennan from Undead States is filling in for John Kerry, his turntabling mate Mr Erd-O-gan is making the beats

 'bomb bomb bomb,

 friendly diplomacy

bomb bomb

bomb bomb'
(repeat)

A cunning plan fit to make Putin's head fly clean off. Meanwhile wars and the oil industry trundle on.

The Duumbvirate do government

The game of governing

Barnaby Joyce has a life lesson for Scott Morrison

In the paperless office Rock always wins

A prayer for Mal Brough

Mal Brough prays and Wyatt Roy innovates, patched in to a link to God

Local Customs - Borderline Perversion

An introduction to local customs

with ol' Dead Eyes, Peter Dutton.

Our lips are sealed so all instruction is conducted using mime and , err, physical guidance

 

Get used to strip searches and having your children removed

Gargoyle

 

Chris Pyne was looked tired and emotional towards the end of the Abbott era, now he's back to his work as chief gargoyle of the house

Preferred Messiah - a sober analysis

Lenore Taylor.

Sitting opposite Malcolm Turnbull is like having an audience with God, he is Australia's preferred Messiah by a country mile.

 

A very handsome Messiah points out some of the competition

 

Elected with a healthy 97% of the vote, life is good for Abdul Fatah al-Sisi, despite the rapid onset of the creepy skin condition known as "dictator's face"(Scrofula Kopfaeces). This is the Price of being Egypt's strongman, that's not a teardrop tattoo under his eye, just natural wear and tear.

A fan of Kafka, Sisi loves his centipede and cockroach braid

Sisi demands that his people be as happy as he.

What price Prince Charles with a George Cross pinned to his nose? Though it could equally be an Iron Cross with oak clusters. He's a bit of a dick, a fan of novelty ties, and future hereditary head of state with a habit of scrawling personal demands to ministers

Bob Katter and the Antigravity Hat

 

Look into my eyes

Hello, I'm Bob Katter

This is not a perpetual motion machine, it's a genuine antigravity hat, born of the bush ingenuity of Northern Australia

 

Frydenberg can laugh all he likes but really he'd love to tie a nice bow round it, and float it  over to Gina Rinehart

Josh Frydenberg

A sort of balding schoolboy laughing at cowboy clown Bpb Katter

War criminals fall in love too

Bush Blair love

Quadbike and Moneypenny

Roman Quadvlieg of Border Farce "Will my gold braid protect me Miss Moneypenny, will you?"

Joint Strike Fighters

Team Straya! What a team!

Politix weaponised at some small expense

All in unison and harmony: Arthur Sinodinos schemes ("I got the Rolex") and Scott Morrison  bellows while Kevin Andrews appears to looks on in his customary state of mild confusion. But an Australian of such distinction and achievement can be cut a little slack. Imagine a 250 yr old Lord Wellington and you'll get the idea

Dead-Eye Dutton

The dead-rays emanating from Minister Dutton's eyes are able to build up a 3D image of his environment, for example the torture donga of a tropical gulag or the beer garden of a hotel favoured by Qld detectives

Malcolm Turnbull

The funniest piece of dried parchment you ever met

Who ate all the Pies?

 

Clive Palmer

How's a man supposed to get any work done around this place if he's starving to death

Chris Pyne?

 

Warren Truss?

News corpse flash: Turnbull streets preferred messiah field

 Malcolm is not a naughty boy - he's happy to receive due acclamation

Chris Pyne - with hair by Hokusai, and Scott Morrison discuss the polls

Muhammed cannot print his image on electoral material, that's kind of a bummer

Jesus is such a cute little monkey, like his little mate, who, fresh from penning Shakespeare, is going to edit the New Testament

Bill Shorten is too busy trying to be Bill Shorten, whoever that is

Time and Motion Study

I am a crocodile.

I believe in efficiency

I am performing a time and motion study

Self Valediction

Tony Abbott -  I was robbed I tell ya, you people stopped doing your job

Snakes, what snakes?

Peta Credlin is dreaming of the snakes all around her as she heads off into the wilderness(however briefly) with ex-PM Tony Abbott

While on the subject of snakes, here's another deaf adder

 

No snakes here, just Turnbull vetting job applicants - Hunt's next says Julie Bishop

 

The PM is reaching out to you. Remember the hairy hands of Bain

PM seeks asylum

Tony Abbott pleads and Peter Dutton pouts. What cruel fortune sees them persecuted by refugees?

George Pell has a cushy hideout in the Vatican. Can Sturmfuhrer Dutton and the soon to be Monsignor Abbott join him there? The Pope can confer all sorts of mediaeval titles so he'll be right at home.

I like my people to watch

Sarah Hanson-Young can feel the eyes watching her.

Does the AFP stalk MPs around parliament, or is this reserved for Nauru?

Rupert Murdoch doesn't know what the fuss is about. Everything he can see is base and vile

Rupert Murdoch dyes

That may sound like cause for celebration, but all the senile old Sun Kink did was engage Krusty the Clown's hairdresser. All praise his youthful look at the country club.

Is there some desperation to complete his imperial project before he carks? Frustration at incompetent underlings who seek his favour? Does he think they're doing a good job? He's still pulling strings, but look at the result

PM Tony Abbott

Look over there: It's Donald Trump

America needs a big fence to keep out rapists, or anyway it needs something and it should be over there.

A permanent cloud in the form of the Donald's hair, a standing wave around a custom built mountaintop, all creatively financed so that noone but the financiers gets paid

Wearing a bib: PM Clownshoes

 

Australian netball stars  Laura Geitz and Bianca Chatfield.

In a moment of triumph they attract the attention of strange creatures like Team Leader Tony Abbott

It's all so creepy and weird. Dipper and the honourable Brick with Eyes practise their Hopoate tactics.

Last Rites - an upper-crust barbeque

Asges to ashes

dust to dust...

Not much meat on Dyson Heydon, a light char-grilling reveals advanced mummification.

Team Leader Tony gets together with invertebrates Dutton and Brandis to celebrate 2 years of success

Mr Smith of the Love Division

Chief worshipper of the Holden Brigade.

 Mr Smith (not Winston) is excited about his upcoming full-body meld with the Speaker Mobility Vehicle. 

Luckily some Holden parts are still available, but for how long?

What does Cory Bernardi think of that?

Speaker Mobility Vehicle

What is with everyone persecuting Bronwyn Bishop?

To remove any further doubts in anyone's mind, and maximize the efficient use of the Speaker's valuable time we propose the following modifications to the Speaker's Chair, henceforth to be referred to as the Speaker Mobility Vehicle(TM).

The speaker will have to undergo certain bionic modifications to form a perfect meld with the Speaker Mobility Vehicle(TM), which naturally converts to a helicopter as required, and to many other interesting and useful forms.

This is the perfect gift for the Lady Davros with entitlements to everything

Type A Personalities

 

Whatever happened to KRudd and his Labor Party Stooges? 

What are we reduced to? The A-Robb rapping out all the A-holes around him?

 

Barnaby Joyce's face on the coinage, gives twice the marketing value, the farmers get bulldust to fertilise their land, and China gets coal, and Gina Rinehart gets to sing an aria in a shower of money, all with her Barnaby on it.

 

 

Welcome to Country.

It's a song celebrating the redemptive catharsis of burning hydrocarbons, turning the land into an ethereal gas

 

Brain-damaged Jesuit and Australian PM Hairshirt Harry has chafed at the lycra full bodysuit he has been confined to, and plotted a way to make an entrance in the budgie smugglers he loves, and here he is, wedgying all his colleagues in a friendly gesture of love

 

And the fat lady sings

Is that a marine gastropod in your um... pocket? Or are you just pleased to see me

My children don't understand me ... they have this enormous sense of entitlement and I can't, for the life of me, see where they got it from

Our ABC, or, when He smiles everyone smiles with Kim Jong Un

 

Kim, his wife, and the North Korean propaganda apparatus love the Alqaeda Broadcasting Corporation. And the affection is returned, so much so that he is now producing news broadcasts with ABC stalwart Andrew Bolt

 

Andrew has such great ideas, and he loves to wave the flag, even if he has to adopt a disguise