I think its about time for a special counting of those city dwelling cunts who don’t understand the principle of a controlled junction, or Traffic Lights for all the mouth breathers out there.

The three lights all have meaning as can be referenced in the Highway Code, sections 174, 175, and 176 specifically, and the lines painted on the road all mean something too. All drivers know these rules because you were tested on it before your licence was issued, so either you have a mental problem and should not be driving, or you are a dangerous cunt and should not be driving. Unless of course you are a Pakistani taxi driver; you probably got your licence by collecting tokens from Southern Fried Chicken joints so this cunting does not apply to you, you are already a set of weapons grade, desert bandit cunts (when you are not gang raping young, vulnerable children).

I am unfortunate enough to be living in the Socialist Republic of South Yorkshire, fuckers are a bit thick here, either that or they are militant lefty cunts, who think the traffic light system is scheme devised by Tory scum to keep them down, and under no circumstance will some tory try and tell them when and where to stop. As the stop light is Red, these knuckle dragging turd gurglers also assume that as its the colour of their beloved Labour Party therefore they are allowed to proceed as they were, regardless of whomever might have had the down right indignation to try and cross the junction on the green light.

This specific cock smoker in a twat panzer today proceeded to give me the finger for turning right in front him after the light had been red for at least 5 seconds because my filter was already green, before he continued on through the red light. Maybe he gave me the finger because he was signalling that this was what his wife is likely getting from the golf pro whilst he was flogging his arse in middle management trying to appear affluent to the other carbon copy, deeply affected, suburban lackwits. He was clearly an idiot, because the golf pro was more likely fisting his tunnel cunt wife. Thats 5 fingers, not 1. Or 4 and a thumb if you want to be pedantic.

Red means STOP, you teutonic fucking neanderthal cunts. And if it happens again this week, I might have to get all Kenny Noye on these fuckers.

Nominated by: The Captain

Dioclese has stated many times that our harmless bit orf fun can prove to be profoundly educational and I trust that this indeed is one such occasion.

The Ekranoplan was one orf those Cold War Russki nightmares that belongs in a James Bond filum but none the less existed. Recall hearing about it whilst doing a spot orf liaison work in East Berlin. Apparently flew about ten feet above the water and carried enough missiles to sink a battleship. Never really took orf (if you’ll excuse the pun) because it was neither fish nor foul – not really an aircraft and not exactly a ship. Got into conversation with some spectacularly sozzled Russkies who were somehow attached to the project. They were piss scared of ever going up in the thing and I can see why. Russki military technology has always posed more orf a threat to the poor commie cunts that have to operate it than to the intended victims.

Lots more about it here on a website that Fred West would appreciate!

Noninated by: Sir Limply Stoke