You Thought My Analogies Were Tenuous

From Alexandra Kirk's story on this morning's AM about the speculation over the Libs' leadership:

Alexandra Kirk: "As one senior MP muses, what's the point of standing on the road, waiting for the car to run you over?"

But I'd rather be a fool in danger than a fool in love.

One time bouncer (Yes he was. Photo proves he can get snarly) Nationals senator, Barnaby Joyce relives past traumas at a Tamworth B&S...

"It's like going to a dance, there's only so many times you can go up to a girl and ask her for a dance. If she keeps on saying no and you keep on going back, you know, it's not too long after that that she starts getting annoyed or she calls the police."

Poor Barnaby.

Jason Koutsoukis got kinky in yesterday's otherwise brilliant column in yesterday's Sunday Age:

After 11 years of being run by a policy contortionist, it's difficult to see why the Liberals want to be in government.

And in probably the 173rd mention of the Drover's Dog in the couple of days since I started this blog, The Australian reckons a resounding 38 per cent(!) majority of voters in my marginal electorate of Bruce think an actual drover's dog has more chance of winning this election for.... wait for it.... THE LIBERALS!

Um.

What?