Ozzy Man Reviews: EggBoi vs Politician
Here we have an Australian politician. He’s like “clearly when an innocent group of people get shot it is the fault of the innocent people for legally visiting or living where they were or for being born in a new place in the case of children that get shot. Anyway, I’m selling bumper stickers” OH, he gets a fucken egg to the head. He goes into boxing mode. This is the birth of EggBoi. You’ve seen Trolley Man take on radicals in the streets of Melbourne. Now we have Eggboi taking on politicians who groom the radicals. I haven’t thought about egging since the
late 90’s. That is fair dinkum solid. It is such a massive load on the senators face it should technically be uploaded to PornHub. He’s ready for violence instantly. His fan base is ready for violence. They love it. They’ve been given an opportunity they
daydream about between Facebook circle jerks on the senator’s page. It doesn’t matter if it was just an egg. These blokes are like: “what if some shell got in his eye? He could go blind. What if the senator had hair? The yolk would be stuck in his hair for a week. Don’t you think about that shit, kid? Qantas doesn’t even allow free range eggs on their planes, mate.” EggBoi is thinking “I’m pretty sure that’s for quarantine reasons.” He doesn’t say that out loud, though… Cause it will definitely make the situation worse. He just needs to let 5 grown men sit on him and wait for this to blow over. Outside the police check him for more Organic Eggs of Mass Destruction. Look at all the smashed up ones pouring out of his pocket. He must’ve bought a 6 pack. Maybe Mum bought ‘em and he stole them. Who knows who EggBoi’s supplier is? Maybe the yanks? Or the Saudi’s? I dunno. Anyway, that’s the story of EggBoi.