Edward Heath: The only thing keeping me from running away and hiding from society for the rest of my life is spite. I could disappear forever, but there are some bitches whose downfalls I have yet to witness, and I wanna be around when that happens.
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Edward Heath: The only thing keeping me from running away and hiding from society for the rest of my life is spite. I could disappear forever, but there are some bitches whose downfalls I have yet to witness, and I wanna be around when that happens.
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Lord Rosebery: I may not like them, but I want the kind of love that Loulou and Regy have someday. (Meanwhile) Lord Esher: WHERE IS THAT MISERABLE PIECE OF SHIT?
Jeremy Thorpe: There's two things they don't teach you at Eton; one is how to cope with defeat, the other is how to handle a shotgun. I'm going to do both, right now.
Lord Salisbury: Look! Can your beliefs explain that? Lord Rosebery: Pfft. Can your science explain why it rains? Lord Salisbury: YES! YES IT CAN!
Richard Crossman: Guys, wait. This was in my dream. We shouldn’t go to the shops. Aneurin Bevan: … what happened in your dream? Richard Crossman: Food eats people! The Bevanites: Richard Crossman: Also Michael talked to me. (to Michael Foot) You said some very unkind things.
David Steel: No matter what I do, nobody I meet wants to be friends with me. Jeremy Thorpe: Yeah, literally can't relate to that problem at all. But you know who no one likes? HEY EMLYN! Emlyn Hooson: First of all, how dare you-
Harold Macmillan: I have locked Boothby in a cage designed by his own art. Oh, he has been well and truly hoist by his own petard.
Alec Douglas-Home: Could you put it another way? I didn’t understand a word of that.
Harold Macmillan: I’m blackmailing him.
Alec Douglas-Home: Oh, happy days.
Margaret Thatcher: Where are you going?
Norman St John Stevas: Well, that depends, ma’am. When I die, probably hell; right now I’m going to the bathroom.
Bob Boothby: I was going to suggest we do a Prime Minister and his mistress roleplay, but I’d get way too into it. Tom Driberg: What- how? Bob Boothby: You’d be like “come to bed … Prime Minister” and I’d be like, “I need to increase the amount of British military advisors in Korea by a factor of 18.”
I still cant believe my icon is angrysteelpuppet.png
Rab Butler: How are you today?
Harold Macmillan: Please don’t make me think about my life.
Jeremy Thorpe: I need you to come meet me, and I need you to come alone. Peter Bessell: And I need you to be less vague and weird.
Randolph Churchill: What do you want to be for Halloween? Joseph Chamberlain: Respected. Arthur Balfour: Appreciated. Lord Salisbury: At peace. Randolph Churchill: …I was going to be a cat.
Arthur Balfour: Uncle, we can get mythical animals! Maybe I’ll get a penguin! Lord Salisbury: Penguins are real. Arthur Balfour: That’s the spirit, uncle! They’re real to me too!
(They’re all drunk) Winston Churchill: If I could speak the language of rabbits, they would be amazed and I would be their king. H.H. Asquith: I hate my name. It has herb in it. Herbert. David Lloyd George: I once tried to make a move on Henry’s wife. Winston Churchill: I would be kind to my rabbit subjects... At first. H.H. Asquith: You know what’s a cool name? Angelo. That has Angel and girl in it. David Lloyd George: It was some MP’s funeral. We were all back at his widow’s house, our eyes locked over the tea loaves. I don’t think I meant for it to happen, it just did. Winston Churchill: One day, I hold a great ball for the President of the United States, but the rabbits they hate me and don’t come. I’m embarrassed, so I eat all the lettuce in the world and make them watch. H.H. Asquith: People could call me Angie… “Hello Angie, how are you?” David Lloyd George: To this day, I can’t look at tea loaves without being aroused and ashamed. Ah... Margot.
Austen Chamberlain: Every year I keep tabs on stuff father and Mr. Balfour do for me, and each Father’s Day the one with more points gets a "#1 Dad" mug and the other "#2 Dad" mug. That way I use male ego to get whatever I want for the small price of 2 mugs a year.