Cyclists [5]

Posted on October 4, 2016 by A Cunt Who Cunts Cunts

Cyclists are total and utter bell-ends. They seem to think that they own the bloody road,pedalling along in groups making overtaking virtually impossible. They jump red lights,ignore road signs and get quite snippy when you pull up in front of them to get out and explain to them what you think of their bellendery.

Well,you wannabe Bradley Wiggenses,you can all fuck off with your cunt-containing lycra, foreskin helmets and general total wanker attitude.

As for the prick who told me this morning that he had my” threatening behaviour” on camera,you’re just lucky that you don’t have a fucking good view of your lower digestive tract on camera.

Nominated by: Dick Fiddler

I fucking loathe the Lycra benders. They use the dual carriageway by me for time trials, the zoned out cunts. These pricks then think that the road, a busy main A road, is just for them, and traffic should give them all consideration and right of way. All these pricks care about is their time, so road positioning and indicating, or any of the rules of the road go out the fucking window, the riding four abreast cunts.

Pushbikes, especially those ridden by a pointy hatted, immac legged ponce, should not be allowed on a road where they have to compete with 70 mph traffic.

Team sky? Team cunt more like.

Nominated by: Gutstick Japseye

BBC Weather Forecasts

Posted on October 4, 2016 by A Cunt Who Cunts Cunts

BBC Weather deserves a thorough cunting.

Just watched the post 10pm BBC PC Fest weather (formerly known as the news) and in a 3min slot the cunts basically told us the weather we’d already had today for 2mins (which they got wrong yesterday, i.e., no rain but windy where I live when in fact it was pretty still but pissed it down), followed by tomorrow’s guess of “bright but cloudy, dry but with some showers, and calm with the occasional hurricane.”

And to add insult to injury they now want soft cunts to ring/text/tweet/Facebook what the weather is like where they live now. Why? To cross check it against the lies their brand new £100m “Super Computer” states (remember that, the cunts were creaming themselves about that in January and it’s been about as accurate as flipping a coin, or a couple of pine cones ever since) – so they can “update as necessary”!

Bet the purchase order was for a refurbished ZX81 and the top met office brass divvied up the remaining £99,999,990 between themselves.

I wouldn’t let the cunts predict their own birthdays! Cunts!

Nominated by: Rebel without a Cunt!