I want to Cunt “bullying”.
I’m constantly reading about “celebrities” who claimed to have been bullied at school. Yet when you read it, what the bullying amounted to was a bit of name-calling . Leaving aside the fact that they probably deserved it,what they describe is nothing more than teasing. It’s a part of growing up. However much people may dislike it, the world is not a nice place,and children need to learn how to deal with people who are “Cunts”…we Cunts exist in every walk of life and age is no barrier to our Cuntishness. Children need to learn that running to teacher isn’t going to be an option when they leave school and have to work and interact with people who don’t consider every bit of mickey-taking as “bullying”.
I,myself, was accused of “bullying” a lad who came to help on a forestry job that we were doing. Apparently telling him that he was a lazy bastard who seemed to think that he was too grand (thanks to his 1 year college qualification) to get on with the shitty parts of the job,leaving the clearing up to lads who’d forgotten more than he’d ever know….I’ll admit that I probably did say slightly more than that,but it needed saying. I’d have had more respect for him if he’d stood his ground,but he just went quiet,and I swear that his eyes started to water. All I got was a text from him that night saying that due to my “bullying” he wouldn’t be back the next day. Leaving aside the fact that I was going to finish the Cunt at the end of the week anyhow,how pathetic to just send a text…still at least I won’t have to pay him for the few days that he did. Apparently his father is coming to pick his gear up and collect his pay…his father is in for a nasty shock,I certainly won’t be paying and I chucked his gear out of the transit at my road end after getting the text….hopefully the binmen took it away.
I think that this “Run, Hide and Tell” shit is a symptom of the the general softness that seems so prevalent in the young today. When I was young there wasn’t a weekend village disco that didn’t end up in a punch-up….not knives or shit like that,but just a good punch-up that settled scores fuellled by a bellyfull of drink…noone ever got badly hurt,and nobody bore grudges,but people stood up for themselves….never happens now. Indeed,the last proper punch-up happened at a wake where some of us disgraced ourselves leading to a phone-call to the police concerning “a group of foul-mouthed old men in suits fighting on the village green” according to the copper who turned up the next day asking questions at the local pub.
“Bullying” has become an overused word and actually trivialises real bullying.
Nominated by Dick Fiddler
I nominate crowdfunding. In very exceptional cases, it can be for a good cause, but it’s usually for some totally selfish reason, and it’s basically scrounging, by any other name. A case recently, forgot the cunt’s name, but he is an unemployed father of five brats, with another on the way, and the cunt has started a crowdfunding page so that the public can raise money for him to buy xmas presents for his brats. How about crowdfunding for a vasectomy, you poncing,scrounging git.
Nominated by Mystic Maven
Little Mix are cunts…
These tuneless pop puppet slappers getting their kit off as a ‘feminist message’? Please pick me up off the fucking floor… If a bird wants to pose in the rick then fair enough… But it’s hilarious that they make out that it’s ’empowering’ and some sort of gesture about equality, just because they don’t have the intelligence to do anything else… See also Kim Lardassian, Rita Oral, and Emily Ratashagbag… It’s selling sex and nothing more… The Little Mix tarts have also covered their naked bodies in ‘nasty names’ that they’ve been called over the years… Funny that, I didn’t see the words ‘Slags’ ‘Talentless’ ‘Footballer Fuckers’ ‘Music Industry Whores’ and ‘Strippers’ there… Which is what everybody does call them…
And it’s photoshopped to buggery and all….
Nominated by Norman
Danny Dyer must be grievously cunted.
Just when you tought What A Load Of Sneery Old Toss (HIGNFY – Haemorrhoids, Ingrowing Egos, Glans, Nads, Farts, Yuck..) couldn’t possibly get any worse, they’ve given the job to this appalling wannabe fourth-division footballer-type dingleberry.
I haven’t watched it for ages, as Slapped Baby-Arse Face superheats my piss.
Dyer is an utter sphincter.
Nominated by HBelindaHubbard
Dolce & Gabbana
I can´t imagine ISACers know or care about this Italian outfit that makes bling for the globalized brain-washed trash whose idea of the good life is to take a selfie in front of a famous landmark while flaunting a designer brand.
However, guess what these monsters have just done? No less than running an advert showing a Chinese woman eating spaghetti Bolognese – and enjoying it – with CHOPSTICKS!!!
By doing so, the company has apparently upset every single one of the 1.3 billion Chinese who pollute this planet by failing to respect their ancient culture, Confucian traditions and, of course, behaving in a RACIST way.
Such was the outcry that Dolce & Gabbana themselves – they really exist believe it or not and are couple of middle-aged jerk-offs – one bald, one thatched, one specky four-eyed and other not – in matching black tee shirts, appeared on video and made a groveling apology. Please forgive us they whined, fearful that they would lose market for their crappy overprice products.
The big joke is that the Chinese are about the biggest racists in the world. They despise every other country and culture and set up their own ghettoes wherever they go, exploiting the local culture as far as possible and giving nothing back.
And for every successful Chinese scientist, doctor and engineer, there are container loads of illiterate swamp dwellers who have no idea of how to behave in a civilized way. I found myself in the midst of a crowd of them on an intercontinental flight recently and had to endure their ugly quacking language and lack of manners. I tried to be polite and give one of them his boarding card which he had dropped as he was shoving something the size of a washing machine into the overhead locker but he did not even look at me. As soon as the plane landed and was still taxiing, he got up and tried to remove it. Thankfully the airline staff were used to these people and ordered the unwashed oaf to sit down.
Nominated by Somewhat Jaded