So Our Man was heading back to the bunker with a litre of 7-11's second-cheapest milk and happened to notice his neighbours had been diligently putting up pictures of tie salesmen.
Now, Our Man's well aware that, traditionally, J-bloggers like to inform and stuff, and piss higher than everyone else on the I-know-which-bloody-colour-slippers-to-wear-in-the-J-bathroom wanker stakes. But, as regular readers (what the hell is wrong with you people?- ed.) will appreciate, Our Man hasn't the foggiest what's what. But here's what he figured out while sharpening his pencils (For extra marks, he has also shown how he worked out the answers):
1. There is an election on for the town council or something maybe in July? (Saw a comment on a blog post somewhere to that effect on Master Tobias's Rise and Fall of the Great Thesesesi.)
2. Two heads are better than one. Just look at Britain's Dual Monarchy (Dave, Dave, Dave with an extra Clegg, Clegg, Clegg).
3. You know, Our Man would NEVER vote for anyone with stained teeth. C'mon, we want white, not your magnolia/peach off-white of dentist wall fame, but Photoshop White.
4. Taken from a certain angle, in the rain, the true character of the pol becomes apparent:
Would you buy a used Prius from this man?
BTW, these folk are from New Komeito, who like to lay Buddhists or something.