Anyone see this last night? He was looking seriously demonic at times.

Can't help feeling that Kilroy Silk is dangerously unhinged. Not so much in what he says (though most of that is tat) but in that he gets louder and louder through a sentence, till he ends up shouting like a nutter in the park.....

Anyone see this last night? He was looking seriously demonic at times.

Can't help feeling that Kilroy Silk is dangerously unhinged. Not so much in what he says (though most of that is tat) but in that he gets louder and louder through a sentence, till he ends up shouting like a nutter in the park.....

Yes, I was thinking that :hihi: - he had the mad staring eyes thing going last night, and did come over as slightly deranged.

If I'd been on the Panel with him, I'd have been moving my chair slowly (or even quickly...) away from him.... :suspect:

StarSparkle

The day Kilroy lost his mind.

The day Kilroy lost his mind.

Song Written to Commemorate Robert Kilroy Silk's Decent Into Political Madness


Long long time ago,
when he used to do his telly show,
he sort of made me happy for a while,
but that was in the days before,
his madness ventured to the fore,
and grimaces replaced his dopey smile.

Euro elections came and went,
his manner got so more intent,
fighting on every doorstep,
he couldn't take one more step.

And I can't remember if I cried,
or laughed untill I split my sides,
but his madness touched me deep inside,
the day, that Kilroy lost his mind.

I was singing bye bye Mr. Kilroy man,
with your lovely suit
and your £20 tan
now the smelly stuff,
has so hit the fan
and you have lost your mind.

Song Written to Commemorate Robert Kilroy Silk's Decent Into Political Madness


Long long time ago,
when he used to do his telly show,
he sort of made me happy for a while,
but that was in the days before,
his madness ventured to the fore,
and grimaces replaced his dopey smile.

Euro elections came and went,
his manner got so more intent,
fighting on every doorstep,
he couldn't take one more step.

And I can't remember if I cried,
or laughed untill I split my sides,
but his madness touched me deep inside,
the day, that Kilroy lost his mind.

I was singing bye bye Mr. Kilroy man,
with your lovely suit
and your £20 tan
now the smelly stuff,
has so hit the fan
and you have lost your mind.

Well slim, as a bird-puller, poetry worked for Cyrano de Bergerac, so who knows, it might do the trick for you as well :thumbsup:

So hes turning into some sort of manic, vicious version of David Icke?

So hes turning into some sort of manic, vicious version of David Icke?

Who, slim or Kilroy? :huh:

Who, slim or Kilroy? :huh:
Both of `em!