A Martian keen to save the Planet of the Apes from global warming crash lands in Canberra . Somewhat stunned, he emerges from the buckled UFO , wanting to be taken to the leader , who has a strange name , ScoMo . He figures this must be an acronym, an abbreviation , some other strange title , or an advertisement for liver salts.
The first person he confronts is a salt of the earth ALP supporter. In a strange voice , the Martian asks what the hell does ScoMo stand for . The answer supplied : Snakeoil Coal(ition) Organgrinder Macro Orifice.
The first person he confronts is a salt of the earth ALP supporter. In a strange voice , the Martian asks what the hell does ScoMo stand for . The answer supplied : Snakeoil Coal(ition) Organgrinder Macro Orifice.
Foreign body on liver,lips .
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Unable to understand this odd explanation, the Martian next confronts a jogging Greens voter and demands an understandable interpretation .The answer, given over a mug of soy milk latte : Shambles Coal(ition ) Oblivion Money Obsolescent .
Full Moon tonight ,Uncle Martin.
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Still none the wiser, the Martian thinks they are a weird mob on Planet Earth . He takes fright when he is nearly run down by a man on a scooter who darts out of parliament house ahead of a tubby lobbyist smoking a cigar and pushing a large pork barrel . It is none other than Christopher Pyne , the government's Mr Fixit .
The puzzled Martian bails him up at the point of his ray gun, " What is the meaning of this crazy name ScoMo ? " he demands, sticking the end of the weapon up Christopher's snozzle .
Terrified Pyne instantly recognises this alien ruffian as a brutal member of the CFMEU , wishes he had Michaela Cash with him to deal with the uncouth chap, perhaps run him over in V8 tradie's ute. Shaking with fear , Christopher meekly replies : Supremo Coal(ition) Obtuse Murdoch Olfaction.