Behind the Curtain

Even Priti Patel rocked up.

She just couldn't resist.

The moment calls rang out for an eviction,

Priti would appear.

It was like clockwork.

A narrow smile somehow filled her face.

She poked at her Johnson.

Who was, as usual,

Ejaculating the typical nonsense.

His pudgy arms clasped around a table leg.

Carrie stood by revving up a drill,

Eager to bolt the thing to the floor.