“Carry on working” Lottery Winners

Lottery winners who say they’ll carry on working:

https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-sussex-50559136

Such as these shitcunts who won the miserly sum of £105m on the Euro Millions this week.

So, its 6am, your alarm goes off for work, it’s fucking freezing, you are warm and snuggly as fuck in your bed. Are you telling me you are going to get out of bed and graft for your £100 wages that day when you have £105m dancing at you from your bank account, sneering at you, “well fucking spend me then, you cunt. I’m useless when you’re dead!”?

No, like fuck you are. So cut the sanctimonious shit.

If however you do continue working when you have that dosh in the bank, what is the fucking point in even winning?

People who claim such horse shit need shooting, limb by limb, until all their blood drains into a tankard for my dog to drink.

“Ooh, I’ve won GAZILLIONS, but I’ll carry on working!”

Cunt off, eh.

Nominated by GeneralZod

98 thoughts on ““Carry on working” Lottery Winners

  1. First time I heard of this was a bloke who worked down the sewers, can’t remember if it was the pools or the lottery but the cunt won enough to never step foot in a sewer again.

    Noooooo, I love my job and will carry on down the sewers.

    Weirdo.

    • Alright Sixdog?
      Can just picture him cant you?
      Covered in shite, in the dark, rats scattering as i sings ”im filthy rich!”‘
      Happiest millionaire below ground.

      • MNC, I work because I have too. Occasionally it’s interesting, mostly it’s the debt bondage it really is.

        If I had enough money to pay the mortgage, bills and assorted drains on my income without working I’d do it.

        If I had enough money to enjoy the world at my leisure and do up old cars and build custom bikes and other fun ways to pass my time I’d be a happy man.

        I can only imagine these people have no imagination, you’ve got the money to do what you want but you can’t think of anything better than the job your doing, what’s the point of buying a ticket?

        Cunts

      • Agreed mate.
        The money to indulge every dream youve had!
        An they go back to work?
        Not a fuckin chance.
        Sort out my family and friends but wouldnt be humping furniture day in day out.
        Monday? Fishing.
        Tuesday? Hill walking.
        Wednesday? Lay in .maybe a wank.
        Thurdsay? Fishing.
        Friday ? On the piss
        Saturday an sunday off work😀

  2. I remember reading a story in the papers a few years ago about another pair of ‘it won’t change my life’ cunts who won a king’s ransom on the lottery. They both said that they would carry on working and didn’t have any plans for spending, although they ‘might buy a new car, and a new pair of specs each’. I’m still trying to figure out whether or not the wankers were havin’ a larf.

  3. A very sound Cunting, in agreement. Cunts that proclaim, ” I shall carry on working ” and or ” it won’t change me ” should have their 4 million or 100 million taken off them !!

    It’s a rite of passage for a Lottery winner to drive around in a Lambo, spend your time in the Bahamas / Caribbean, shag a load of expensive prossies and porn stars, and have a harem of ” girlfriends ” young enough to be your daughter, a different one for every day of the week. And drink Bollinger for breakfast Monday through Sunday. CUNTS

  4. And the dopey fuckwits who win enough to make their lives significantly easier, if they’re careful, but not enough to stop working altogether.
    Examples aplenty of people here, who have won a million dollars (lotto first division top prize), rushed into work and told the boss what they think of him and promptly quit. The money is then spooged on a house (and trust me, a million does not buy you a palace over here) with zero thought on how things like rates/electricity/groceries are now going to be paid for. So off they go, crawling back to the boss (who they loudly proclaimed to be a giant cunt) to beg for their minimum wage job.

  5. Fuck that shit. If I was him I’d tell my customers to get fucked. At best, but I doubt it, I’d tell them to get the work done and bill me. And I want to see the quotes first.

  6. If I win big money, I’m gonna give Mrs K enough to buy herself a bottle of cheap wine, divorce her and fuck off somewhere hot, where eventually I’ll die surrounded by hookers and cocaine. Fuck working!

    • Well, I’m going to buy a pad with an ocean view in Antigua, and stock it with a harem of extremely stacked and marvellously skilled hookers (the doctor’s told me I must exercise). The wife will no doubt want to do her own thing with a toyboy with a 10 inch dick. Fair do’s.
      I’ll stock a wine cellar with fine vintages, and get in a chef to conjure up the best lamb, beef and fish dishes known to man. I’ll get a really decent set of wheels; nothing flashy but a bit of quality, maybe a Jag. I’ll get a state of the art entertainment set up, and some rally classy new threads. I’ll set the daughter and grandkids up for life.
      Other than that, a huge lottery win won’t change my life.

      • I am going to Pakistan, building a church then grooming the local girls whilst claiming Christianaphobia and demanding compensation and an apology

      • As I satisfy the your wife’s job requirements, kindly advise the amount of her share of the winnings.

  7. Ooo, my first journey into moderation! I’m intrigued as to what I did wrong?

    You are out now, probably due to whinging.

  8. I think I would carry on working, but as my own boss with my own company.

    I suspect once you’ve bought all the cars and fancy houses, along with spending a year or two travelling the world, you’d soon get bored. So having your own company might just give you a sense of worth/responsibility, even though it wouldn’t make much difference to your personal circumstances.

  9. I’d jack in the job immediately. The Mrs would need to keep working though, as she didn’t go half’s on the ticket.

    • A husband comes bursting in the front door beaming like a crazy man. His wife is concerned.

      “Pack your bags, I’ve won the lottery” he says, hands in the air.

      “Oh that’s wonderful. What’s the destination?”

      “I don’t care,” he replies. “Just pack your bags and fuck off.”

  10. Why’d they do the lottery if it’s not going to change them?
    Itd change me!
    Lifesize gold statue in the village id own where i could sit in judgement on the peasants who i also own.
    Travel everywhere on a dais held aloft by 4 sweating footmen,
    Id expect rose petals scattered in front of me as i surveyed my lands….
    Bit like prince Edward without the seedy shite.

  11. I am afraid I would be very disappointed if I won big on the lottery, I have already retired so not being able to say fuck off to the job would be such an anticlimax.

    Having said that, the disappointment would soon be replaced by very expensive young ladies doing all sorts of unspeakable things to my ageing but welcoming body.

  12. Now then, who remembers Michael Carroll the 19 year old bin man who won £9m or so back in the early 2000’s.

    The King of Chav’s, he could teach these assholes a thing or to about how to spend your winnings.

    I think he was totally skint within 5 years or so.

    On the one hand a complete dick but on the other a fucking legend!

    • The one who really boiled my piss was the cunt who’d been doing a stretch for a vicious rape. Out on temporary release as part of the adjustment process back into society, the shit bought a lottery ticket and won the jackpot. His victim tried to sue for compensation from the proceeds, but lost, I think.
      The that really made me laugh was the first ever lottery winner, who was a fucking peaceful. His local mosque claimed that gambling was against the teaching of the Koran, and demanded that he hand the winnings over to er, the mosque. If it looks like a cunt, and sounds like a cunt…

      • I remember the lotto raper Ioworth Hoare . Sounds like the name of a village in Yorkshire. He looked like Peter Sutcliffe too, another ropey cunt . Im sure he bought his ticket on one of the ridiculous day release programmes . What a fantastic fucking idea letting rapists, murders, and terrorists out on day release . What a fair minded , progressive, enlightened society we live in, as long as your not the victim’s and their families. Lord Longford you were a cunt.

      • Mukhtar Mohidin was his name RTC.

        Just had to look that up but he won £18m and hailed from my home town of Blackistan.

        I remember it clearly, bought a lucky dip in Tesco and scooped the big one.

        He was shunned by the ‘community’ no doubt jealous that he didn’t need them anymore.

        He started building a new mosque in a place called Bastwell which if I’m honest really didn’t need a new one, they put the steel structure up and there it stood for years as no local Imam would touch it as it was being paid for by bad money from Whitey or some shit.

        I read an article on him last year, turns out he had to move to London and died of some lung disease or something.

        Apparently he lived out his years pretending he was some playboy and gambled for a living.

        How the other half live eh….

    • Hes a binman again up scotland!
      Lives in a flat.
      Says hes no real regrets, enjoyed hisself and good memories.
      Fair enuff.

  13. I have no idea what I’d do if I won it, I don’t think anyone does to be honest.

    I definitely wouldn’t carry on working but I’m also too lazy to lead a ‘jet set lifestyle’ as they call it. I’d like to think I’d buy a farmhouse with a massive barn and convert it into a workshop and just make stuff from time to time to prevent boredom.

    All these people who say they’ll live flash lifestyles are just as big a cunt as those who say they’ll never change.

  14. Itd be wasted on me if im honest.
    Not into flash shite, to big for sports cars, married, gave up recreational drugs years ago, think id get bored not working so id take up a new trade for fun , blacksmithing, or something, maybe breed akitas, dunno?
    Be nice to see the faces of the posh cunts when they see me moving in!!😀👍

    • I’ve got a better idea Miserable. What say you and I buy a lake and set up a fishery! We could be the new Mortimer and Whitehouse.
      We could fish when we want and charge £30 per head for day tickets. I’ll do all the fishing and you do the cooking!
      Have you asked Mrs M for a copy of the Gone Fishing book for your sack?
      Mines wrapped up and I can’t wait to read it.

      • Thats a cracking idea!
        The daughters ex boyfriends from south of france and his parents had a fishing lake and some chalets to rent out.
        Some big catfish in there!!👍👍
        No, i forgot to ask for the book😠
        Love that show.

  15. A good cunting, cunts who work when they don’t need to really should give their money to me. On the other end of the spectrum and going back a bit does anybody remember Viv Nicholson who vowed to “spend spend spend” ‘after winning the pools? An interesting lady.

    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Viv_Nicholson

  16. Ungrateful cunts the lot of them. If I won the lottery I would fuck off work and be dead within a year of a cocaine overdose.

  17. not read all the posts but the bloke who won the £105 million seemed like a really nice bloke. what he said was he was going to finish the jobs he already had booked because he didnt want to let anyone down. he also said £105 million was too much money and he was going to make sure all the deserving people he knew would ‘ be alright ‘, he said that was the best thing about winning. Good luck to him ! ( i’ll never win because i stopped doing it when they put the numbers up to 50, the stupid cunts

    • Nice bloke or not, he will probably wished he’d remained anonymous. His eastern bloc Mrs probably came came here thinking the streets were paved with gold. Well now their driveway can be! I do the lootery every week and would be better off putting my stake in a tin for a holiday or something. I do it to live in hope that one day I won’t have to get up and go to work or worry about money ever again. I know exactly what I’d do with the winnings and it would certainly not involve grafting. This builder doing jobs for nothing makes me sick, nice gesture, but people are already taking from your winnings. I give it a year before he says it’s ruining him and he’s surrounded by spongers. Well you stupid fat cunt, don’t say I didn’t warn you, and if that much dosh is too much of a burden then here’s my bank details.

  18. Here’s a cunt who could do with a lottery win…….Anna Sourberries has disbanded her party, whatever the fuck they call themselves. Hardly surprising as every single one of them got their traitor arses kicked in the People’s Vote. Dontcha just love democracy Anna?

    • It comes to something when Sourberries band of Swap Shop traitors outcunted the Green Party who have more party leaders than actual MP’s.

    • If Sourberries did win the big one, the first thing she should do is find a plastic surgeon and get him to do something about that hatchet face. The cunt.

  19. It’ll take more than a plastic surgeon to wipe that permanently embittered look off the cow’s face. She’s been scowling since June 2016, the fucking slag.

    • She always looks like shes working out a maths problem or trying to remember where she left her car keys.
      Scowling and puzzled?..yeah vote for you luv!👎

  20. Call me a cunt, but, I’d carry on working. Not full time and no Sundays or Christmas, that’s for fucking sure, and I’d land my commuting helicopter at the HEMS base! I love my job, the good days are like a drug. Deal with a lot of cunts, mind, but, I suppose you all do in life. Come on, who doesn’t want to hare around on blue lights and sirens.🚑

    • Good God, DCI, where would we be without dedicated people like you!
      God bless you, because nobody else probably would. Keep up the good work and enjoy any free time you get over the holiday period.

      • Cheers, gents. Sentiments appreciated. On all over Christmas..

        As an aside, song festering cunt has made a complaint about ambulance crews’ outside A&E, not in my service, but we’ve heard. Don’t know exactly what they were doing but a message came through on their truck’s MDT’s reminding them about their conduct. Probably to do with mobile ‘phones or eating/drinking as those two were mentioned. Pox on the cunt that complained and pox on the cunt that didn’t tell the complainant to fuck off.

  21. I’ve spent my imaginary lottery win many times over, starting with a tidy size farm, some expensive guitars, and a classic armour collection that would shame Bruce Crompton’s. But, as the song goes “if it wasn’t for bad luck, I wouldn’t have no luck at all”
    Cunt.

    • Classic armour japseye?
      Yeah id get some to.
      Oh an some taxidermy!!
      Big fuck off polar bear or something.

      • A late model Sherman, with a big Dirty Diesel engine and the words ‘fuck Greta’ painted on the barrel of the 76mm gun. Four gallons to the mile, have that you hippy cunts. I’d even weld on the hedgerow cutter they used in the bocage, that would get those X-R crusties up and running.

      • A friend of mine has a stuffed lion in the passageway near the toilet with a motor and a bladder in the chest cavity which looks like it’s breathing – whenever someone visits for the first time and asks to use the bathroom they get “yes, just down the passageway but don’t wake the cat”
        Quality

  22. Fuck me, Sorry for going off topic, happened to turn the tv on and it was on channel 4 news.

    First they did a nice job on Trump then they started on Australian PM. Now this cunt ain’t so smart, Australia on fire with him on hols in Hawaii. But the bias is burning hotter than Australia, report the news and leave the woke opinions at home you cunts.

  23. I do find the idea of lottery millionaires uncomfortable in that why should somebody get that huge amount of unearned and untaxed money purely by chance , it promotes the idea of reward without effort.
    I have never bought a lottery ticket on principal alone and the people who spend big on the lottery are those least able to afford it, I find the whole concept insidious, to my mind winnings should be capped at £100K enough to spoil yourself for a while or invest it then get on with living your life

  24. If I won the lottery. Cor!
    I wouldn’t know what to do with it. Maybe save some and give some to family.

    Once it’s spent it’s spent.

    I’d love a 1989 batmobile. But once I’ve had it a while. I dunno. The novelty would wear off.

    Friends that I didn’t know I had would appear from no where, “Remember me?! I’m your mate! Giz a tenner!”

    • Spoons – I’m really struggling this Christmas. I’ve got an employer who insists I work on Christmas Day. My little boy Tim desperately needs an operation which I can’t afford and the dinner table will be bare this Christmas. Is there any way you could bung me a few hundred to see me over the holiday period?

    • But you dont drive Spoons?
      L plates on the batmobile?
      Great first car though!!👍
      Id have the car from the Munsters,
      Hot rod hearse thing!😀

      • Evening MNC, nah I don’t drive. But I could sit in it and make brrm brrrm noises. 🙂

        The Munsters car? Nice! 🙂

      • It’s not brmm brmm for the batmobile Spoons it’s dinner dinner dinner dinner dinner dinner dinner Batman!

      • To be terribly pedantic Spoons he doesn’t have a mum. Both his parents were gunned down in front of him when he was a child. That’s what drives his crusade to clean up the streets. I suppose ‘Alfted’ is in a way his surrogate mum. He does everything for him.

        As what he has for tea? Bat-munchies of course.

    • I wouldn’t say no to a batmobile as long as I didn’t have to wear the tights and catwoman was sat in the passenger seat instead of Robin

      • Which one, Evening Star?
        Julie Newmar or Eartha Kitt?

        I loved the way Eartha would roll the letter R when she spoke.

  25. Drug dealing cunt called Mohammed found dead in some woods today. Good. That’s one less peaceful bastard.

    • I’m getting worried about the fat cunt with the megaphone, shouting ‘ Stop Brexit ‘ whilst standing outside Parliament.
      I do hope he’s all right.
      Get To Fuck.

  26. I won the lottery once but still work, I had the money for 4 hours!

    I won £700! I was so surprised I told Mrs B Mk III, this was a minor mistake, so to fix it I said get something you would like.
    I was thinking along the lines of a new floor in the kitchen or bathroom.
    4 hours later I was informed that we were going on holiday to Crete and I was skint again.

    Morale. Don’t tell any one just run for it.

  27. I’m sure it eventually sinks into these clowns heads how rich they are, and fuck off to enjoy the money
    The real Cunts start their own businesses, so they can play big boss and be surrounded by cock suckers, and some loose the lot because of it !

    If it was me, no Cunt would ever see me again

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