John Prescott [5]

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This self-described “Proud Welshman” who has spent most of his life in England feels free to comment on how England should be governed, despite his insistence that “there is no such thing as English nationality”. Prescott, throughout his time in government and since then has been a leading advocate of devolution for the “regions” i.e. the effective abolition of one of Europe’s historic nations – England.

So despite not being born here he feels free to dictate how my nation is governed, and yet despite having made his life (and money) in England he is one of the most rabid Anglophobes in the land. In short, “Thumper” Prescott is a typical Celtic hypocrite – keen enough to leach off England when it suits, yet has a deep sense of loathing to the nation that has enriched him.

So my message to Prescott – and all of you Welsh, Scots and Irish living in my country – is to fuck the hell out of England. And if you do wish to continue living here, you keep your damn mouths shut and your heads down, you fucking Celtic Anglophobe cunts.

Nominated by: Colin Murray’s Brain

16 thoughts on “John Prescott [5]

    • Much as I admire your urge to burn things Flaxen, it must be said that the burning of a fat Celt like Prescott ( who bears a resemblance to Jabba the hut), is of the”lardy” persuasion and incinerating him would lead to an unstoppable conflagration.
      His anglophobic beliefs I notice do not extend to his willingness to accept a peerage , nor did his dodging of National service ( spending some of the war at sea being Anthony Eden’s personal cabin boy) stop him from practicing his pugilistic skills. Just as his socialist beliefs never prevented him from the acquiring of wealth and luxury during his cabinet years whilst many ex-miners, squaddies and other workers saw a reduction in the value of their pensions.
      So, yes, Prescott is an Arch -Cunt of the first magnitude, being both an unspeakable hypocrite and Welsh to boot.

      • In 2009, he said: “I’ve always felt very proud of Wales and being Welsh…I was born in Wales, went to school in Wales and my mother was Welsh. I’m Welsh. It’s my place of birth, my country. Well fuck off back there cunt

  1. I work for a company that supplies burners for crematoria and I can assure you that this fat pretend Yorkshireman will cremate very nicely – his lard content will actually aid combustion. How the f did he become deputy PM when he can’t even string a sentence together?

    • Not to my knowledge, however, I have heard that in the more remote Welsh towns, a sheep tied to a lamp post constitutes a leisure centre

  2. John Prescott. Not just a fat cunt, a nasty fat cunt. Like his former overlord, Blair, I could happily spend an entire week punching this fat fucker in the face. And the best thing is, there would be no danger of him suffering brain damage. Prescott is one of those people you look at, and wish his dad had just asked his wife for a blowjob the night he was conceived.

  3. If Prezza was burned it would be like that massive tyre blaze that could be seen for miles…. What I hated about the fat fuck was he pretended to be one of the lads and down with the working class. When he was anything but…. We all remember ‘Two Jags’, don’t we? A total cunt!

    • I remember him lamping that mullet wearing pikey.

      High point of his career, as there is absolutely nothing else remarkable about the fat cunt that I can remember.

      • hardly lamped him, fucking tickled him fat fecker, if i was the egg bloke id have put his nose to the back of his fat cunt head

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