John Bishop is an unfunny android looking (remember Steve Penk… a fellow member of the unfunny android club) professional scouser cunt of a cunt with bells on.
I’ve watched this cunt hammered and still he’s not even raised a single laugh. Christ the bloody chuckle brothers are funnier than this cunt. Bowel cancer is funnier than this cunt.
This is a bishop that deserves to be bashed repeatedly round the head until some humour is knocked into him.
Nominated by: London Cunt
He talks like he’s vomiting …. in a strange ‘grooming’ way – like he wants to take you to a railway cutting to torture, mutilate, and kill you.
Liverpool is a strange netherworld of vomit-talking Satanic beasts.
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I know nowt ’bout this arse, so I’ll have to take your word for it. The Tutor’s grand-mam on his father’s side was a Scouser. Consequently, The Tutor has endured several whole-body-volume blood transfusions to rid himself of the horrid taint of it all.
It hasn’t worked. Sometimes, when he is truly bevied-up after a few litres of BrewDog’s “Tactical Nuclear Penguin”, he can be heard mumbling, “Fix me a butty, ya crocky meff better beaut!” I kick him in his bollocks and it settles him down.
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