Hewitt’s New Book


Prince Harry’s new book . I got an email from Waterstone’s today, telling me that the daft cunt is publishing his memoirs, to be called Spare, in January and that I could get a copy half price if I ordered it now. I resisted the temptation. Is there anything left to be said for or about the silly cunt? .

It promises to be soul searching, insightful and all the usual cobblers, which to me is shorthand for non-stop narcissistic whining. You long for the days when people used to suffer in silence. I don’t know that it says much for a book that isn’t even out yet, that it’s already being peddled at half price. No doubt there will be the usual heavy hints about embarrassment to the Royal Family, like they needed any help with that.

https://www.thesun.co.uk/news/royal/20242449/prince-harrys-book-spare/

Nominated by: Mary Hinge

79 thoughts on “Hewitt’s New Book

  1. BOGOF in the ‘Real Lives’ section at Smiths, right next to Harvey Price’s memoirs.

    I know which one would have more literary flair.

  2. He truly is the son of James Lifford Hewitt, an officer and a cad. Genetics come to the fore when there’s money or fanny to be had. By the way Mary Hinge, I met your cousin, Carey Hunt, the other day.

  3. The usual ‘But… But, I lost my mummy’ bollocks. Don’t we all? Grow a pair, you ginger fanny.

    Of course, we know who is behind this.His opportunistic trailer trash slut of a wife. This will be yet another Marrkle propaganda piece. Telling all us riff-raff how great and doggone hard done Megain is. Change the fucking record….

    • In her latest podcast shit she talked about the word ‘bitch’ and the word ‘difficult’ as a applied to women.
      Why doesnt she devote one of these podcasts to her favourite pop music or her favourite film.

      • Because her faux black persona and her narcissistic nature leads this horrendous creature into playing the victim. It’s all she can do. She can’t act and never could, she’s about as sexy as a bad egg. And the less said about her personality, the better.

        Victimhood and the race card define this fake watered down sambeaux. Truth be told, she is a white person pretending to be black. She is a counterfeit Francis Bigger. Without it, she has no value. She is fuck all without it and she knows it.

        She could have had a clean slate when Charles became King. But we all knew that she wouldn’t be able to keep her big self serving mouth shut and stop playing the victim. That’s all she does, that’s all she is. I only hope her end is sooner rather than later. A nation will rejoice….

  4. This Ginger cunt and his Z list girlfriend wanted to Fuck Off from Britain and the Royal Family , so Fuck off and stay there. Pair of cunts.

  5. Spare

    Prince Harry

    A Memoir

    Preface: Who Am I?

    “One does not know where to begin. One was born into a family of shape-shifting reptilian baby-eating beings of unknown origin, possibly the hidden lands beyond Antarctica of this realm we call Earth.

    Over my 38 years are a Prince, I have seen many things, but the time I witnessed my father eat the baby of Cliff Richard and Toyah Wilcox at midnight on Halloween, 1997 when I had just tuned an ominous 13 years old will haunt me to my grave. Elton John had a wank as this happened. My mother had just died and this was a ritual to ensure she navigated to the realm of the ancient Greek deities, the origin of her Diana avatar, the goddess of the wild hunt and that she did not return to haunt Buck Palace like some 1970s Scooby Doo type shit.

    In the years since then, I have seen a lot of weird shit, shagged a lot of strange pussy and had to kill shepherds from a helicopter of horrors in the middle of a desert. I have been to parties where the most depraved shit imaginable was on display but I never took part, as mummy watches over me. But the worst experiences have been in the past few years when I married my darling wife, Megan and we have two beautiful children, Archie and Lilibet. I shamefully accused my family of being racists, when they are not – as I have stated, they are shape-shifting reptilian baby-eating beings of unknown origin, possibly the hidden lands beyond Antarctica of this realm we call Earth. In the coming chapters, I will tell you all about my life and it will shock you, but also inspire you to destroy these demonic ghouls from the Dark Beyond…”

    Yikes, that a helluva book it sounds like! Holy shit! 🙂

      • Oh shit, the introduction is by Mohamed Al-Fayed?

        “I have always enjoyed the company of Harry, he was a very funny boy and he has grown into a good man, albeit misunderstood, much like myself. People call me a shifty hustling mughafal but I have brought much greatness to Great Britain.

        I have no idea if the Royal Family are lizard-human-hybrid cannibals, but I can say this: as a boy in the summer of 1940, my friends and I sailed down the Nile on a felucca and we came upon a man on the shore who said, “you boys should not be here! This is alghabat almuharama! Land of demons!” and so, we did what boys do – we came back at night!

        Let me tell you something, my friends. That night in alghabat almuharama, we discovered something in an underground grotto that could not have bee believed in those days as the human mind was not ready for such things. But now they are. We encountered the Chitauri as the Zulu people call them.

        My son was KILLED! Fuck the King is his ASS!”

    • Just emailed Harry’s agent and I’m getting a signed copy bound in the flesh of the Queen’s arse-cheeks and inked in the blood of a
      Pizzagate victim! Back of the net! 😀

  6. Might give it a glimpse if the picture section in the book centre has pics of his body guards spit roasting the Coffee coloured one and her squatting on a 16” rubber fist.!

  7. I am not as a rule in favour of book-burning, but along with the works of Jeffrey Archer, I’d support it for this heavily-trailed, and probably ghostwritten, volume of ordure.
    Incidentally, it seems Harry deferred publication from pre-Christmas – when it would have stood half a chance of selling – to January 10th, long after the publishers’ festive plugging of paper and e-books. At £28 a pop that should ensure several copies reaching my local Oxfam outlook by the end of the month.

    For those who cannot afford this due to spiralling inflation ( though the home heating supplement may still cover it,) a quick synopsis: Mummy wasn’t a serial adulteress, and the succession rules are grossly unfair to gingers. M’kay?

    • He might complain that bastards are not allowed to accede the throne as well.

      Wonder if he’ll mention mommy’s antics with half the England Rugby team?

  8. I’d never realised just how close his beady eyes are together. Don’t trust him anymore.

  9. Sirs:

    American readers would do well to be patient, as within three months there will be Great Pyramid-sized stacks of Harry’s book at their local Costco within two months, priced at $1.98 (original list price $36). Suitable for bonfires, doorstops and building ineffective seawalls to keep the oceans from having us all.

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