Tranny Appeasement

I wish to nominate for an cunting on the award-winning website ISAC, the current trend for appeasing any freak, deviant or attention-seeking mong in the name of transgender rights. This morning on the fucking front page of the Sunday Times was this story about the NHS having to quiz everyone over the age of 16 about their sexual orientation.

Fuck me ragged. Last time I went to hospital I had suspected meningitis and once I had described my symptoms I was straight into the treatment area and admitted less than an hour later. Why on earth would anyone need to ask me whether I liked to take it up the bum? Some cunt staggers into Casualty with a broken arm and some cunt with a clipboard asks him whether he likes birds or blokes? Fuck off with all this fucking shit. Unless you are being treated for a collapsed rectum what does your sexual orientation have to do with anything?

There are people who genuinely suffer from gender dysphoria and who need medical help. But they are about 0.3% of the population, approximately 192,000 people in the UK. I bet there are more fucking stamp collectors or chess enthusiasts than that. Why the fucking fuck does such a tiny minority get such attention? Fuck me with a rusty fucking fish fork up the fucking ass.

This comes as there is talk that the ‘gender’ question will be omitted from the 2021 census. For fuck’s sake, surely the NHS need to know how many men and women there are in a particular area a lot more than the number of ladyboys and/or chicks with dicks? The provision of basic medical services like gynaecology and antenatal and postnatal care swing to mind.

The laughable twats at the BBC who love all this shit. But I wonder how they square their love of all things transgender with everything peaceful?


Nominated by Cunt’s Mate Cunt

A C Grayling

Has A C GRAYLING ever copped a cunting on here?? If not he really should, the philosopher is referred to as ” the brain of remain” I’ve just seen him on you tube going head to head with Jacob Rees mogg on LBC , if you ever wondered where super Cunts like farron and co get their inspiration check out the clip..
Grayling repeatedly states only 37% of British people voted to leave, apparently it was unfair as 16/17 year olds were not allowed to vote, he believes that EU nationals working in UK should have also been allowed to vote?? , Gibraltar too, unsurprisingly anybody that was guaranteed to vote remain but didn’t qualify to cast a vote!!
The turnout was almost 73% and 52% of the people entitled to vote wanted to leave, both sides laid out the rules, as camercunt said if remain win by 0.1% that’s the result as we don’t need the neverendum !!
Cunts like grayling seek to baffle the electorate with his massaging of figures, i.e. His figures are based on if onlys, ” if my auntie had bollocks she would be my uncle” it’s utter leftie tosh, Rees mogg didn’t stand for it, good for him…
” I think for their I am a cunt” suits Rhodesian born grayling

Nominated by Quislings

“Bang on trend”


I would like to nominate the phrase “bang on trend” sometimes used in conjunction with “that will make it pop”. Fucking pop you in the cunting face you poncy designercunt, wanker. (That’s the only time “pop” should be used).

Yes, as used by upcuntcyclers on tv shows. I am probably a cunt for watching such shite in the first place, but as an excuse…….you know when somebody says on a film “whatever you do don’t look” because there is a nasty murder or some such……I have to look to understand the true horror of BBC cuntertainment.

My wife actually pissed herself for a full ten minutes after seeing the state of one the things they did a cuntover on.


Nominated by: Stateofthecunt

Valentines Day

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A little late perhaps but romantic soul that I am I completely forgot about it

It was not until I pulled up at the garridge to get a spot orf red diesel for me old motor that I noticed buckets orf red roses and piles orf very classy red velvet love heart chocolate boxes. Clearly something up. Has Comrade Corbyn perchance snuffed it? Quick check orf Deadpool on cuntphone but no such luck. Failed to twig until I got to the till. Old slapper that jockeys fuel batted her lashes and shoved some Valentine cards at me. £3.95 a pop. Fuck that. I shall do what I usually do and wait until tomorrow and buy up a spot orf wooing gear half price. Have never wasted any money orn the wifey but I do have a little bit orn the side, namely the undergardener’s daughter. Ah Chloe my love, tits on her like a harvest orf marrows and a minge that smells orf new mown hay. I might have a touch orf emphysema but I need no oxygen when I am down there – and what a way to die. And as a prelude I shall present her with a stunning bunch orf half price red roses. I know, call me a romantic old cunt but such is life in all its shite and glory.

Motoring back through toine the streets were alive with ardent swains clutching their bunches orf Tesco roses and their tottering high heeled slappers girly giggling piss drunk with love pink sausage balloons around their necks twisted into love hearts and pierced by arrows shaped like a bull’s cock. Oh yes,classy place rural Herefordshire. Confess I was tempted by the candle lit two for one romantic dinner in the local pizza joint. But all this commercialised yank crap should come with a health warning orn every strawberry flavoured condom and bottle orf over priced Valentine Prosecco. Love’s Young Dream has a very short shelf life. Listen young man while old Sir Limply acquaints you the real facts orf life.

I put before you the period and the menopause. If you survive one you are unlikely to survive the other. Sir Limply suggests that you keep a campaign diary so that you have some chance of predicting in the mayhem orf marital life when it is most judicious to decamp to the pub and stay there. Young man, you cannot fight fate. Soon enough one day you will be badgered into putting your hand up there (after having been made to cut your nails) and once you have nearly put your elbow out orf joint will eventually withdraw to find your fingers covered in an odoriferous brown sticky liquid and little curly grey hairs. Thus fired up your inamorata will demand the full monty and you will be expected to service a very dry gulch. Such is the sunset orf loves sweet dream. Take it from an old campaigner you ardent young gentlemen, your cock will never be the same again. Happy Valentine.

Nominated by: Sir Limply Stoke

Dylan Jones


Dylan Jones is a cunt…

The slapheaded professional chinstroker and GQ editor is in full griefjacker bullshitter mode: saying that Bowie had more influence than The Beatles…

First off, it isn’t a pissing contest: or about who did better than who… Second, it’s bollocks… Like them or not The Beatles changed the game for everyone… And they did it (mostly) without silly costumes and ‘stage personas’… It begs the question, as good as Bowie could be, would he have been as big without all the costumes, image, the playing of the media and Ziggy?

I’m not saying Bowie was without talent, but what would Ladyboy Ga Ga be without her image, stylists and her ‘controversial’ bullshit? I shall tell you: fuck all… Dylan Jones says while The Beatles reinvented music, Bowie reinvented musical genres… Typical hack chinstroking crap… What exactly did Bowie (re) invent? Glam Rock? Soul? Disco? that New Romantic shite? He dabbled in them all but he didn’t invent or reinvent them… Bowie was good in his pomp. but inspiring every pretentious and crap band from the 80s onwards is far less than what The Beatles achieved…

So fuck off, Dylan Jones, yer bald cunt…

Nominated by: Norman