Drop a ping-pong ball in the clown’s mouth
I've always looked upon Nigel Farage as an English amusement.
He reminds me of rows of fair-ground clowns that amused me greatly as a child in Australia. The heads swivelled constantly to the left and the right, and the trick consisted of guessing the exact moment to drop your ping-pong ball down the clown's throat, so that it ended up falling into the right spot and winning something.
Today, I don't think the prize would justify my efforts.
On the other hand, the ping-pong ball might shut up Farage.
On the other hand, the ping-pong ball might shut up Farage.
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