Weather forecasters

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Weather forecasters are cunts. The Fuckers don’t give a spoiler alert and launch into what the weather will be the next day, without giving me a chance to switch channels, or at least mute it.

I wanted to watch it live:

Nominated by: WTF

Most weather people on TV are indeed cunts… However, there is one who does the weather for the Granada region. Her name is Jo Blythe and I would bang her like a shithouse door in a gale…

Nominated by: Norman Whiteside

8 thoughts on “Weather forecasters

  1. People who can not walk at an acceptable speed or have no perceivable direction to their movements whilst in public places. Those people are unforgivable cunts.

    • And the cunts who have roll along briefcases in public places. Particularly crowded public places where you can’t see them.

      Those are right cunts.

    • Too true… I once went out with a bird: what a pain in the arse she was. She had more issues than 2000AD/Judge Dredd. I’ve always been a speedy walker (just like my old man was). But one day she said to me (as snottily as possible) “Why do you always walk in front of me?” My reply was “II could ask you why you always walk behind me!” I fucked her off not long after that… Good riddance, I’ll tell you…

  2. Adrian Chiles, face like a well slapped arse and the presence of a hippo wallowing in the mud. Huge campaign to get him away from commentating on football before he destroyed the game, for me it was getting him off TV full stop before I put a boot through the telly.
    AND his face and voice was the reason my Alsatian turned gay, I’m certain

    • One of the more philosophical members of The Stretford End stated that Adrian Chiles had a face like an elderly bulldog’s scrotum…. Pretty accurate, I reckon..

    • Titless little witch. When Carole Kirkwood turns sideways Wales disappears[1]. Miss mini-mams couldn’t even cover Anglesey.

      [1] Temporarily, sadly. Because Cunts it is that the Welsh are, isnit.

  3. Why bother reporting the weather for Wales, its always going to be Overcast and surly with a chance of misery by nightfall

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