Social Media Mums

What is it about these daft bints with their fucking hashtags and their holier than thou attitude? If it’s not the fact their kids are the best at everything (until they fail their exams or their school team gets beat and then fuck all appears), then it’s their house is the best (at least Hyacinth Bucket/Bouquet was a pisstake), their cars are the best, their jobs are stressful, but fulfilling, their husband is the best and their family life something everyone should aspire to (even though both halves of the relationship are probably fucking someone else).

Their diet and fitness journey is rammed down your throat (Your PT costs a fortune but your still fat love, have a bag of chips instead of an avocado). And to cap it off, they share “inspirational quotes” on a Saturday night, which gives the game away; you ain’t got the slap on to take an airbrushed photo at a high angle to hide your double chin love.

You’re fat, middle aged, stuck at home watching celeb cunts dancing or snowflake cunts crying because 4 talentless wankers think they can’t sing. The hubby is fat and thinking you’re boring but he can’t get a younger model.

Get out and get a life, get a fucking off someone, get a hobby, but whatever you do, keep it to yourself you cunt.

Nominated by Cunt Nemesis

34 thoughts on “Social Media Mums

  1. Social media is shit – modern technology allows everyone to Goebbels their own life. Frankly, outside perhaps a dozen people, I couldn’t give a fuck what anyone else does.

    Did anyone see that rather alarming ruling by the European Court of Human Rights about religious feelings trumping free speech? This site, as well as my own, would be in a lot of trouble. Blasphemy laws by the back door…

    https://mikesplace2017.wordpress.com/2018/10/31/return-of-a-victimless-crime/

    • Thanks for the heads up – sinister shit, though no surprise considering the way things are going. Islamification by stealth.

    • “Goebbels their own life.” Great phrase CMC and nice picture of the great John Wark. I read your blog. What you say is true. It’s a cunt when people believe their own propaganda. Mohammed is piss poor, flat broke living in a cave and he lusts after fucking pre-pubescent girls. “I know,” he thinks, “I’ll start a religion.” And this is how a very, very sick cunt with Narcissistic Personality Disorder spread his evil filth, and gets as many fucking goats and six year olds as he wants. On yummy mummies, If you look up ISAC on the net up comes “My husband is a cunt.” Well so are you, you dozy bitch for sharing it on mumsnet. Anybody who shares inspirational quotes (I’m guilty) announces to the world that that they are a complete fuck up. Social media is a cunt. Outside of here it’s family and a few friends only. And how long ISAC is a “safe space” we don’t know. We can’t even print the words similar to wigs and niggles any more.

    • Women can be vicious spiteful bitches to other women and social media gives them an ideal platform to let their true underlying cruel vile nature to express itself.

      As long as this leaves us long suffering chaps out of the spotlight for a while long live social media I say.

      • Women are inherently evil (not saying men aren’t). They bang on about men looking at porn. Yet have you seen how many of the soft, dozy, supposedly feminine maternal cunts get it all out for the “lads.” The number of women publishing every fucking orifice and mis-shaped tit on porn sites must be astro-fucking-nomical. Where is the self respect? Evil tarty fuckers. I’d like some mind but it’s evil.

      • Indeed, who exactly looks at a porn stars being fucked in every orifice by several blokes and says, hey, look at that Independent, strong minded successful business woman making her own destiny in the world?

        No-one.

  2. Sad bastards syndrome they all suffer from them social media mums. Get a life sitting there eating crisps pretending to be healthy. Stuffing their lifestyle down other people’s throats.

  3. Glenn Hoddle out of intensive care and talking to his family as England ‘legend’ recovers from heart attack….

    “You and I have been physically given two hands and two legs and half-decent brains…. Some people have not been born like that for a reason…. The karma is working from another lifetime…”

    Fuck Hoddle… The spoonbending faith healing nasty little crank of a cunt… And ‘Diamond Lights’ was fucking shite…

    • With you Norm, the nasty bastard. Karma is a bitch especially for cunts like one trick pony Hoddle.

  4. The ones who do get out for a “coffee” morning, usually to the nearest Witherspoon’s, annoy me the most.
    They wibble on about their or somebody else’s husbound at the top of their voices so the whole pub knows about the size of his todger, and that he can’t bring said bint to an orgasm.

    The fact your 16 stones with a chin like a walrus doesn’t factor into it.

    They witter on about nothing, occasionally tapping their “fitbits” to check how many steps they have done and how its changed from 5 minutes ago. They wonder, how they did 15684 steps yesterday walking to school to pick up their brood, yet never lose any weight.

    Perhaps sat on your fat arse whilst nursing the highest calorific content sugar laden latte they can possibly get their fat mitts round, might have something to do with it, but that thought never crosses their tiny little minds.

    Thick cunts the lot of them.

  5. I made a comment on here previously but – and I think this is a wimminz or LGBTQAIXYZ thing rather than blokey thin – the one-upmanship of these cunts is unbelievable! And usually surrounding their eczema and asthma riddled “whole foods” brood.

    “Jemima spoke her first words today!”

    “How wonderful for you, most ordinary babies do start around the 1yr old mark. Tarquin began at 8 months – but then again he is quite unique.”

    You see this all the time, a comment posted to garner “likes” and positive comments but the only ones they get are mild appraisal with a thinly veiled layer of contempt with a “… that’s pissed on your chips bitch!” one-upmanship suffix.

    They say men make war but wimminz can be really nasty cunts to one another.

    • Couldn’t agree more, Rebel… Wimmin will be the downfall of the civilised world, and that’s a fact… Even my sister, who has worked in all kinds of places, said that most lads don’t want any trouble and just get on with it.. But it was always women who did the sniping, backstabbing, and caused all the trouble… Ex girlfriend of mine (Hello Laura!) also said that when she was a barmaid most blokes weren’t any hassle… But that it was the women who were (as she said) ‘Rude and ignorant cunts’…

      • Not a coincidence this cuntry is now a basket case:

        Head of State – woman
        Prime Minister – woman
        Scotch 1st Minister – woman
        Commissioner of the Metropolitan Police – woman
        Director of Public Prosecutions – woman
        Director General of the CBI – woman
        General Secretary of the TUC – woman
        Shadow Home Secretary – sub-primate

        And that’s just the tip of the cuntberg…

      • You forgot these Mr Creampuff

        Immigration minister- woman
        Secretary of State for Work and Pensions- woman

        Having said that, the men who fill the remaining head of department positions are useless cunts also.

      • My two top bosses at work are females, and the top one is a lezza.
        Come to think of it I’m the only male worker at Brenda’s brothel.

  6. And when they post who writes this pish rubbish like my special daughter crap. Fuck me they are as said before suffering from sad bastards syndrome. Pushing their parks looking at facebook. Fuck right off

  7. It used to be ‘Oh Lordy! It’s the Fat Slags!’

    But now it’s ‘Oh Lordy! It’s the Fat Slags with smartphones, selfie sticks, and social media!’

    And they call this progress?! Fuck me….

    • A lot of these social media wankers are probably living vicariously through their little darlings. I used to do gardening for one mother who was some kind of lawyer and wouldn’t shut her cunt hole about her brats taking French lessons at six years old or winning some shitty award at sports day; newsflash, everyone’s a winner now, prizes for all.

      Their large house was a complete shithole inside that would shame a pikey Bank Holiday get-together. I bet that didn’t go on Facecunt.

  8. And these thick slags who plaster their social media accounts with pictures of their own kids?… So that every fucking weirdo, oddball, crank, fiddler and Joe Ronce in the world can see them… Wimmin really are – on the whole – thick as fuck…. Yet they want more money, more power, more responsibility… Get a fucking brain first, yer dizzy cunts…

  9. The comments that rile me on facecunt are when the bints say.
    That I’m hurt, I don’t no what to do, how am I supposed to carry on.
    Then you ask what’s up love and she replies,
    I’ll in box you.
    Annoying as fuck, them comments get me back up.

  10. …….or they brag about where and when they are going on holiday advertising to any browsing scumbag that the house will be empty so come and help yourself.

  11. Some real venom in this cunting, good crack sir!

    It’s sad in a way, they behave like a cornered cow that knows it has come to the end of its productive life and fulfilled its natural obligations, so time for the bolt to the skull! The attempt to live through children and constant attention seeking.. vacuous 250lb shells of people.

    Someone get the bolt gun out.

  12. I ditched Facebook years ago,ditched Twatter around a year ago after upsetting a famous Jewish comedians sensitivities,like my Youtube,its my tv really,watch the real news on there not the msm lies and Im a sucker for UFO stuff too,mums generally are a pain and their horrid offspring,im delighted to say my holiday to Cyprus is an adults only hotel,I really find other mums kids hard to tolerate

  13. Cunt nemesis you’ve just described the vast majority of Hove ( where I live) mums…..
    I don’t do Facebook/ twatter or any others but one of my best mates does but only for taking the piss out of some seriously pretentious Cunts we know, although the blokes like to peacock about their new car it’s the woman who think they need to post every fucking second of their dull life, one particularly irritating cunt was bragging about her husbands promotion at work! “ hubby breaks the glass ceiling “ ( not a DIY job gone wrong unfortunately) he’s just been made a director at a large company, big wages ( bonuses awarded by themselves) kerching!! Is that a FB post?
    Instead of getting pummelled for being a cunt ( friends) posts included “ bravo” “ the drinks are on you!” Another fucker had plastered her holiday to Dubai all over facecunt “ oh champagne on the palm! What’s not to like?” ( maybe your social peacocking?)
    Don’t get me wrong I may send a picture from my phone on holiday, Or tell a close friend of some good fortune but plastering it all over LOOK AT ME FB?

    There’s a group of these show pony women that have joined the gym, so loads of pictures and catchy gym slogans on their Facecunt , Bundles of fake bon Aimee and dubious support….. How interesting do these fucking idiots think they are?

    One thing that I’ve noticed is the ones who post the most are infact the least interesting in person……..

    • I also binned Fakebook years ago. Their slogan is “connect with people…” but it actually made me feel more disconnected than ever. And, seriously, who really does have 1000 friends?! Most people would struggle to list the names of 1000 people they’ve met, hence why I call it FaKebook. Nevertheless, the number of times I’ve seen people in restaurants and bars not even talking to each other because they’re “checking in” or checking up on the statuses of their fake friends beggars belief. I mean what’s the point in going out with someone if you’re not going to pay any attention to them?! Then you have concerts and sports events, where they’re not even watching what’s in front of them because they’re too busy posing for “selfies”!! “That’s not quite the best picture out of the 300 I’ve already taken of myself today. Better take another…”

  14. Just a reminder/update about the ongoing petition to prevent any consideration for a 2nd referendum.

    Almost 99,000 votes so far. Anything over 100,000 will mean the Government (as fucked up as it is in terms of Brexit), will have to “consider the petition”.

    Might be a complete waste of time, but vote anyway.

    https://petition.parliament.uk/petitions/226071

    • I’m actually in favour of a second referendum. Bring it on. We had a referendum over 2 yrs ago that the Remainers thought they were going to win IN A LANDSLIDE. And they lost! What the fuck makes them think they’ll win a second one?!

      • I reckon a 2nd ref would mean a bigger percentage for Brexiteers.

        People are majorly pissed orf by being bullied and patronised by the usual desperate mob of luvvies, z-list multi-talentless slebs, has-beens ( “never-weres”) and their ilk.

        Sod them.

      • Well even if it doesn’t then we’d quite obviously have to have a third vote cos that’s how “democracy” is these days.

        I reckon we ought to have a 2nd referendum and exclude the Kalifate of Londonistan. That “diverse, tolerant and inclusive” shithole is the only reason that the referendum result was even remotely close.

        Instead of £100bn of our hard-earned being pissed away on HS2 how about spending that money on converting the M25 into a fuck-off wall Escape from New York style?

        We could even air lift other undesirables in from Birmingham, Manchester, Leeds and Bradford and declare it a “Purge” zone.

        Lucky cunts whoever bagsies Westminster for their purge sector. A good cull there wouldn’t be a bad thing – as is intimated by the fiction.

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