Dead Pool [393]


Congratulations to Geordie Twatt who predicted the sad passing of Kevin Keegan, aged 75.

An absolute legend of the game who played for some top teams including Hamburg and Newcastle. He also played for Liverpool. His successful management career saw him take charge of Newcastle, Fulham, England and Manchester City. Twice a Ballon d’Or winner, superb striker and all round, a top passionate bloke. Truly one of the greats. RIP King Kev.

On to Dead Pool 393

The rules:

1) Pick 5 famous cunts you think will conk out next.No duplicates and it is first come first serve.You can always be a cunt and steal someoneone elses nominations from the previous pool.

2) Anyone who nominates the worlds oldest man or woman is a cunt who we will ignore.

3) It must be a famous cunt we have heard of.

4) No swapping picks mid pool unless the have already been taken or have already been announced dead and their death has been confirmed.

5) Hits are awarded based on the chronology of death reporting not necessarily in chronological order of death.

What an honour it is to be British

 

”King becomes first monarch to reveal tax bill as royal public funding to double to £100m”

Yes, he pays a few mill while we, the taxpayers pay him £100 mill.
And what the fuck does he need 100 mill for? Well a 1000 or so lackies, a few dozen palaces, a family of half witted scroungers, helicopters planes and trains, protection round the clock . All on Benefits.
And why does the homeopathic fucking halfwit get these Benefits? He is related to some German cunt. Not the Tudors (I am closer to the fuckers than him) or the rest. Some German cunt.

What an honour to be British.

bbcnews

Nominated by Cuntsable Cuntbubble.

Passive Aggressive Behaviour

 

is a cunt.

Look at this nasty, subhuman piece of filth.

Picking on an 80 year old woman trying to get up stairs. Films it all, and then proudly posts it online, because: a) he is too thick to realise he is behaving like a vile piece of shit, and b) there is obviously an audience for these sorts of antics amongst certain varieties. After all, the victim is, as per usual, a white person.

Passive, or more accurately covert, aggressive behaviour by a total waste of space and oxygen. These animals will commit far worse against us in the future if we become weak enough. Make no mistake. These lower level abuses are happening all the time, but we usually only hear about the really egregious stuff.

Daily Fail

Nominated by V Bomber.

Mr Hassan’s Mysterious Cannabís Factory

Spare a thought,dear cunters,for Yehia Hassan of Luton.

His terraced house was gutted by renters and converted into a cannabis factory while he was receiving hospital treatment in Egypt.

Police raids at his property and a neighbouring address uncovered hundreds of cannabis plants, but the occupants have not been found..

“It was perfect in here,” Hassan, who has diabetes and uses a wheelchair, says. “I just don’t know how people can do this to someone else’s property. It’s the only place I have.”

Dear me,how awful.

period.

A retired foster parent, Hassan says he rented his home to a local business owner and allowed him to sublet it to others.

“I really trusted the guy,” Hassan says. “He said he was going to look after the place. But honestly, I don’t know who I can trust any more.”

Hassan’s neighbour, Abdul Shakoor, says the criminals kept a low profile, and nobody knew they were there.

“I was woken up by a loud noise when the police came and saw one of the suspects running away,” he says.

“There are so many of these farms; in two years I have seen three of them on this road. The police just come and take away the plants.”

Strange that,nobody seems to have noticed anything,perhaps because when the entire area looks like a back street from Baghdad just with more litter it’s impossible to detect any bother.

Import the Third World,become the Third World.

A perfect illustration herewith:

The new normal.

Of cunts.

bbcnews

Nominated by Unkle Terry.

Tradies Becoming Coffee Drinking Pooves All Of A Sudden

A mug of tea, proper mans drink. C.A.

It’s mid-morning. You’re driving to wherever you need to go next. Your tummy rumbles, so you think “OK, I’ll shove a pasty in it”.

You spot a Gregg’s and think “Yeah, a square of pastry-encased shit will do for now”. You have a window of about 5 minutes to get to where you need to be next.

You park up and in you go, and there they are. Four or five orange-vested, lesser spotted actually working Apes at the counter, all buying MSG-baked fare, but with a twist – they all want ‘coffees’ with the cardboard food substitute they’re buying.

“Can I get 27 steak bakes and 300 Latte’s love”

“Can I get” automatically qualifies them for Oven.

“Latte’s” is a poove’s drink.

You reach work 25 minutes late because of these absolute cunts that have been conditioned to think it’s normal life to go back and forth to work whilst ordering ‘coffee’ from shitty places in between.

Fuck the neanderthal cunts.

Nominated by WokeUpTodayAndRealisedWhatACuntIAm.