are cunts.

I bought a new pair of walking boots today . They came in a large box, so when asked if I wanted a bag, I said yes please.
I was then presented with a flimsy brown paper bag with handles. It felt like it would rip if anything heavier than a couple of oranges went in it. I looked outside to confirm that, yes, it was still raining ( being Somerset in February, not unusual).
The bag had started to deteriorate before I reached the end of the road. The choice was to put the box on my head like a tribeswoman, or buy another bag for 30p in the nearest supermarket.
Obviously another green initiative, although they could have saved money and ink by not having their logo and contact details on the brown paper bag. But as usual, not dealing with the realities of life.

I have probably missed the point in that I was supposed to get a warm glow of altruism for sporting the flimsy article. I should have pointed it out to all the people on the 376 bus coming back from Wells. At least I would have got a seat to myself. What a load of unmitigated cunt.

Nominated by Mary Hinge.

are cunts. End of, I said before it is form for nominations not to answer a bleeding question, I nearly binned it. Cunters discuss the merits of nominations and have done for years without being asked. C.A.

These are sad, leftie women who like to go out with black men, perhaps to spite their friends and family. Sometimes, after being ridden hard by Jamahl, Lamarcus, or Chukwuma, they pop out a dark baby. Remember ladies, once you have shat out your tar baby, your ancestry has changed for good. If you burn the coal, you must pay the toll.

Try typing ‘white mother’ into google. It’s almost as if they’re brainwashing females into this.

Perhaps these women are into blacks because these hippos are so overweight/ugly/pierced that no honky wants to fuck them. Not all these coal-burners can’t have ‘daddy issues’, can they? Are they trying to prove they’re not racist?

As the bard himself said in Othello, “An old back ram is tupping your white ewe”.

Remember, you can’t un-shit in your gene pool.

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.

standard

Nominated by W C Boggs.

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.