"Barnaby Joyce you bitch get up you need to cry about how poor you are!!!" Tony abbott screams as he jumps on his silky doona with his.. "OH SHIT hairy feet!!" Barnaby screams as he makes Mr Abbott run and cry for the 400th time already.
"ITS POOR MANS TIME" he cries out as he tries to shut down centrelink on his golden macbook while doing poo poos on his golden toilet, he shat out a golden ripe poo because he took those golden pills from his fine oak cabinet.
"Breakfast is ready" yells out Clive Palmer in his maid dress (yes those sexy ones from the 50c shop because his carrier shut down and hes on indeed.com) "OH WOW SNAILS FOR BREAKFAST? CLIVE YOU COULDNTVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Barnaby said as he slid down his polished spiral staircase.
Barnaby, as he eats his snails on his $50 china, cries because he is on a $211,000 pa salary and he doesnt know how to turn on heaters because fire pits dont exist. "oh god how did i become so poor?" he cries as he sniffles on his saphirre tissues. He looks around his backyard through his tempered glass window, suddenly he sees Julia Gillard, he thinks "what's she uhh doing? Shitting AGGGGGAIN?!!!!!" he runs out in god speed and opens his slide door to see a diamond diarreah in his golden pool. "WHATS GOING ON HERE?" he exclaims. "NAPLAN" she screams as she flys off into the tree above to feed her children.
"What the fuck was that?" he thinks as he cleans off the diamond diarreah in his golden pool, he wonders where he could do a piss because he clogged his golden toilet, or was it Mr Abbot playing inside the sewers again, "fuck what a smelly" he says as he opens the door to clive, as he is cautious of how strong his farts are.
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life as a poor man named barnaby joyce
Non-Fictionget to know how really poor the man is
