Fat Bastards on Mobility Scooters

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Whilst this type of propulsion is tickety boo for the genuinely disabled: it really does boil my fucking piss when I see the Fat salad dodging, pie eating, useless cunts trundling along stuffing their fucking maws with chips/pasties/lard whilst being a total fucking nuisance on the pavement.

Its a fucking shame they cant be used as target practice by the military just to get rid of the cunts from the streets

If only the obese cunts would actually fucking walk they would lose some fucking weight and would not need the bastard Spakka Chariots. Cunts

Nominated by: Ollie Burton’s Grandad

12 thoughts on “Fat Bastards on Mobility Scooters

  1. Shame on you cunts!
    Making light of the fine folks in the SSAFA!
    This ‘fat bastards’, to which you refer and picture, is nowt but one of the SSAFA’s many ‘Battery Homo Sapiens Hefers’ and the tricked-out scooter is his SSAFA-supplied form-fitting ‘Battery Cage’. These ‘rolling food stock’ are raised with care, eco-friendly organic care I might add, to provide the optimal amount of food value and nutritional content when they are orfed at the abattoir to feed our fine and brave men and women in the Armed Forces – who deserve all that we can provide them. AND, with the laws of supply and demand on our side recently, the cost of this ‘meat’ source is down to tuppence a pound now!

    Signed,

    Cuddling Aquarians
    SSAFA Food Science Analyst

  2. I would like to nominate the entire country of New Zealand!
    Flora and Fauna!
    There are more cunts per capita in New Zealand than there are people for fuck’s sake. And the flora and fauna is truly horrible! Take those Moas and Kiwis with their shite fuct-up wings for instance. Evolve already, you avigation-dodging cunts. Fly! Be free! And you Giant Moas, Dinornis robustus Ha! Not so robust are ya? Where are you now? Fucking extinct cunts!

    • Indeed, ‘Bintus Exoticus, the Maoris porked their way through an entire species (birdbrained Moas). These days the Maoris have to make do with KFC (chickenbrained Maoris).

      • Racist cunt!
        I was referring to the Caucasoid “Transported” cunts, not the peaceful and gentle autochthones who discovered Capt. Cook and the European Old World.(Abel Tasman doesn’t count. You know, on account of him being a fucking Dutchman)(1) The Maori them ‘texted’ their Hawaiian brethren who had Cook The Cunt orfed on Hawaiian shores a little later.

        (1) Please to note how I reversed ‘who discovered whom’ there. Clever or what?

  3. I absolutely despise these weak willed fat moaning fuckers who think the world owes them something because they have become so large through over indulgence they can barely wipe there own arse’s let alone do something as simple as stand up or fucking walk!

    The best bit is when they rock up next to you in a car park with a brand new vehicle they have manage to acquire with very little outlay I might add (good old motobilty) while you risk you’re vehicle to parking dents these cunts get extra wide bays and why the fuck are they always closest to the buildings, I mean if anybody needs the fucking exercise it’s these bulbous fuckers. Stick these parking spaces further away I say make them burn some cunting calories.

    But what really boils my spuds is that some councils allow FREE parking to the cunts, WHY? why should it be assumed that these fat fuck have less money than me, It is obvious by there prestigious girth that they afford to fuckin eat well enough so why make them exempt from having to pay in a public carpark!

    Some sort of giant millers wheel ( like in the work houses of old) is needed, five fatty’s at a time pumping away to drive a turbine to produce free electricity for the community. For those who loose wait success for those who die well Soylent Green for the “Starving Nations” and that my fellow cunts is two birds with one stone.

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  5. Again yet another totally truthful subject.
    These morbidly obese cunters make Mr Creosote look like an anorexic at a cheese and wine party. I’ve observed a local territory for these stinking pugmunchers…

    Go to Asda on a Sunday morning just after they open at 10am. They’re slowly cruising around the outer fringes of the instore bakery like Komodo Dragons waiting for their bitten prey to keel over. They must camp out the night before with their tartan bus trip blankets and their flasks of Mazola?

    Soon as it opens, they open the electric throttle on their workshy spaz-chariots and go full speed like Donald Campbell on Coniston so they can get their lard butties and dripping sandwiches. Fat cunts. It’s akin to watching sharks at a feeding-frenzy slicing into a whale carcass.

    The fucking greasy-haired sack of shit I watched early this morning had lower legs like a giant fucking redwood. She even had giant rolls of fat on her ankles that hung down over her feet? What the purple-shaded wank is that all about? The wheels on her groaning scooter must have had around 250psi in each tyre.

    Fucking Hindenburg on a seat. Joggers were actually taking laps around her for exercise. Her tits looked like two labradors in a hammock. After nearly slipping over in my own puke, I decided I’d had enough…got my milk for the week’s brew and fucked out of there and drove home.

    They’re always bleating and wanting handouts, yet they’re as fat as a family of mammoths trekking across Siberia. The hole up north is wider than the hole down south. Lose weight, have a wash and get active you lardarsed bone idle leeching feckless canisters of grease. Cunting Freak show.

    • Yeah, I could never understand how you could be poor and fat. Or pissed. Or a smoker. Usually it’s a mixture of those with soft drugs and scratch cards thrown in for good measure. And those portable lazy boy spakker wagons cost more than my car…..

      • Very true. They’re always moaning about never having the money to do this, that and the other, yet they can suddenly find it when they’re buying smokes and drink. I work my cock off to fund cunters like that. Society has taken a wrong turn into Shit Boulevard.

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