It’s about time anti-smoking Nazis were nominated for a cunting. Jeremy Vine that most left wing of BBC lefties, has been whingeing about “pushed off his table in the in the sun by smoker’s lack of consideration”. He then goes on to ask if smokers should be banned from pub gardens and restaurant tables outside in this weather. Naturally, his slavish followers decided that, yes, they should.
Personally, my answer would be no. Let’s take a moment to consider the reason that smokers now occupy the outside spaces of pubs and restaurants. FUCKING WHINGEING NON-SMOKERS. For years, these miserable bastards complained about not being able to enjoy their monthly pint of Pimms in their local pub/wine bar, because of smokers sparking up a ciggie, pipe or cigar. In comes Blair and promptly bans smoking inside. Result? Thousands of pubs have forced to close through lack of business, because the once a month cunts who complained about smokers, and only went to the pub once a month, stopped going. Pub regulars also stopped going, because they realised it was cheaper and easier to buy a few bevvies from the local off-licence of supermarket, invite your mates round and sit comfortably at home, drinking, talking, watching tv, playing darts and, more importantly, smoking, without having to endure listening to some smug, sanctimonious prick complaining about how evil smoking is.
I do this with my man cave. Every Friday night, my mates and I congregate in the “105” (a reference to the 105mm field gun, beloved of members of HM Royal Regiment of Artillery). We play darts, poker, pool now that I have a table and watch TV. I now have two beer engines, so we can partake of our Thatcher’s or Boddi’s in the manner of a proper pub. Great times are had by all. And at this time of year, a Barbie is laid on. Those who partake of cigarettes may do so without criticism, I myself am partial to the odd Cuban cigar.
Anyway. It is the likes of Vine, joyless, selfish, self-important cunts, who think they have a God given right to tell everyone how they should live their lives, who are responsible for pushing smokers into beer gardens. They no right to whinge, now that the sun has finally come out, that they can’t enjoy sitting outside because of smokers. Vine, you cunt, IT’S YOUR FAULT, NOT THEIRS. You wanted smokers out of pubs, you got it. The beer gardens and outside areas of restaurants belong to smokers now. So shut your fucking mouth and deal with it.
Of course, the simple solution to this, would have been to give brewers, freeholders and other hostelry owners the choice of whether or not they would allow smoking in their premises. It would have been fair and democratic. But no, the likes of Vine and his fellow nicotine Nazis wanted it all. They got it, and now we have far fewer pubs than we should have. It would also have shown up the leftie pricks for what they are, because the pubs, clubs and restaurants that continued to allow smoking would have proven far more popular.
Nominated by Quick Draw McGraw
A swift cunting for this virtue-signalling bald Leprechaun. This fully paid up member of the millionaire mummer-tossers alongside Thompson, Watson, Cumbercunt, Knightley (Christ there’s a lot of them eh?) has announced to the completely indifferent world outside Stratford and Islington that he’s resigned from the RSC due to its sponsorship by BP.
