All talk and no trousers? Mr Cameron?

Incredible as it may seem, the charming Muammar Gaddafi has ignored the blustering and threats from our toothless PM and the uppity dwarf who rules the cheese-eating surrender monkeys. Soon Gaddafi’s armies will push the rebels into the sea and a few hundred thousand Libyans will be coming to Britain to live off benefits for the rest of their days. What are you going to do, Mr Cameron? Nothing? I thought so. So China gets Libya’s oil.; the hapless BP once again finds itself deep in s–t; and we have to pay the bills for a humanitarian crisis.

Cocked that one up, eh Mr Cameron? We should have let the Libyans have their scrap and then bought the oil from the winner. Their fight never was our problem.