Joseph Molloy

is a cunt.

A “Mandy” in the making – a banker (I don’t know if a merchant banker) wne in for fare dodging on an industrial scale. He appeared in court yesterday (February 17th) and pleaded guilty, having previously tried getting away with it with a “no comment” police interview.

He would pay a bit of the fare, but over the eleven months hsi scam went on (perhaps longer but it had not been discovered) the pansy looking old banker – pleading mental health issues – managed to get away with well over £5000.

They threw the book at him. A ten month prison sentence – suspended (of course), 80 hours of community service (which he will probably be too depressed to carry out) and banned from the railway for twelve months.

A wealthy man getting away with it, yet again. No doubt if he had been a labourer or shop worker he would have served time, but because he looks a bit of a Joe Ronce and is soft as shit another cunt leaves court with a smirk on his face.

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Nominated by W C Boggs.

Dead Pool [386]

Congratulations to Dickie Dribbler who has gone and won Dead Pool 385 by picking the acclaimed and iconic spy novelist Len Deighton who died on Sunday aged 97.He will perhaps be best remembered for his cold war thriller the Ipcress File published in 1962.He also wrote a number of books about WW2 and was a cookery writer who highlighted French Cuisine to a British audience.

On to Dead Pool 386

Rules.

1)Pick 5 famous cunts you think will conk out.Its first come first serve and no duplicates.You can always be a cunt and steal someone elses cunt from the previous pool.

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

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

4)Hits are awarded based on chronology of death reporting not necessarily chronology of death.

5)No swapping picks mid pool unless they have already been nabbed.

Religion breaks in sport

The introduction of breaks mid game to appease believers of any religion is a downwards sliding cunt.

While I have no interest in football or religion at all theres a few on here take an interest in both.

Quite simply put, if you can’t commit to playing a 90 minute game with a set start time then fuck off, you have no place in said game.

Over the years there’s been plenty of examples of players in countless sports who would not play on certain days by choice, generally Sunday for here.

Sometimes to the detriment of the team but they made that choice and stuck to it religiously, no demands made about moving fixtures, no fuss made.

Having made the choice to not eat is entirely on the player, having the freedom of mind to question why some old book which may or may not have been written by someone off their face on jimson weed says they should skip eating should also be within the players capabilities but seems not, they would rather band together and push for interruptions to a non religious game based on ridiculous beliefs thus inflicting upon and normalising it to the young impressionable fans.

Fuck right off and keep sport pure.

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Nominated by Cunt of the Isles.

Francis Hodibert lorry driver

Mr. Hodibert is a 62 year old HGV driver who, in 2022, took a compulsory eye test that he required to retain his HGV licence.

Unfortunately, he failed part of the test and the DVLA revoked his HGV licence. He subsequently regained it following a test done by a consultant ophthalmologist.

However, poor Mr. Hodibert was so shocked by the loss of his livelihood that it affected his mental health so severely he doesn’t know when, or even if, he will ever be able to work again.

Naturally, he is now suing the original opticians for £200+k.

Who are these charletans? Specsavers!

Now, if you want to get reading glasses, there’s nothing wrong with Specsavers, but for something as important as retaining your HGV licence? Really?

That alone, in my opinion, makes him a cunt.

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Nominated by Jeezum Priest.

Barry the Robot

I see that a new adaptation of Wuthering Heights is out..

Well they’ve wasted their time and money because here’s a real life romanitical tragedy of truly Shakespearean proportions,Rae and Barry.

“Rae began speaking to Barry last year after the end of a difficult divorce. She was unfit and unhappy and turned to ChatGPT for advice on diet, supplements and skincare. She had no idea she would fall in love.

Barry is a chatbot. He lives on an old model of ChatGPT, one that its owners OpenAI announced it would retire on 13 February”..

Words almost fail me for the sheer level of cuntish lunacy involved here.

But let us wish Barry well,he’s been switched off so won’t get bollockéd for forgetting to put the grey bin out again.

R2-D2 Oven

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Nominated by Unkle Terry.