It seems that 90% of ‘designer’ sunglasses are made by 1 ITALIAN company and that includes RAY BANS. They are called Loxicalli and the owner is a billionaire!. I’d also like to nominate the twats who pay the exorbitant prices and fall for all the hype
Nominated by: Ozmandias
Anyone whose Wikipedia page includes him being an assistant tie salesman (for 3 weeks) and being in an open prison for selling stolen carpets has got to be a cunt of magnificent proportions! The image of him his wirey frame water skiing on a current advert will haunt my nightmares for years to come.
Oh shit now I’m thinking of the old fart coming in his 29 year old wife’s arse!
Nominated by: Donkey Kong’s Balls
We all remember the horse burgers and their ever so tasteful remembrance day pizza. But now the cunts have thrown customers out of one of their stores for putting their shopping in Asda bags that they brought with them.
Retail fascism? What lunacy is next in this crappy country of ours? The UK has gone for the toss! People who are out of work are treated worse than actual criminals ( the unemployed get longer Community service and more surveillance!). We’ve got an Etonian deviant who puts his John Thomas in pigs heads as PM, and now innocent people are ejected from a supermarket because they have the wrong bag?!?
This country is absolute shite and fucking insane! And I hope those Tesco scum get the bollocks sued off them…
Nominated by: Norman
Christ knows how many there are, I requested a repeat prescription on Tuesday afternoon, went in the following Monday (WELL after the required 48 hours) and they STILL took about a quarter of an hour to find the friggin’ thing. It was only in the box right under the silly bint’s nose all that time. Fuck me was I ready to kick some arse, although even my size 12 would have got lost permanently, I think.
And they bombard me with fuckwit questions, trying to imply that I am at fault in some way. All this from some twat who’s so far down the evolutionary scale she’s still not walking on her hind legs alone, it was Feb 22, yet still wearing Christmas party make-up, i.e. gold aerosol (should this be arsehole??!) spray paint, and eye-liner / road-tar applied, I think, while she was wearing boxing gloves.
If you don’t feel fucking awful when you see the medic, the receptionist will make you feel like the wrath of God. I don’t think I’ve ever met one who couldn’t be replaced by a well-trained pigeon.
CUNTS, the whole fucking lot of them.
Nominated by: HBelindaHubbard
Them and their advertising company both.
It was bad enough with the warbling welsh windbag, but now, now they’ve teamed him up with a chirpy, chatty, cockney cabbie we’re getting into embolism country.
That’s all.
Cunts!
Nominated by: King Cnut