I would like to nominate the most annoying advert that is really starting to boil my piss to super heated steam levels.
Basically it highlights what cunts Brits on holiday can be, it’s some money grabbing coupon waving cunt, with his fat ugly cunt wife, probably a dog groomer or something and then his cunt kids, the daughter drops her ice cream and the son who looks like he has escaped from someone’s hog roast act like a total wanker.
This is why these cheap holidays are a total nightmare, your stuck in an airport, followed by a plane another airport, followed by a long coach or taxi twice, ride usually stuck with a family of cunts from Newport, Liverpool or fucking Newcastle just to find the cunts are in the next room and decide to stick to you like shit to a blanket for 2 fucking weeks.
Then to ad insult to injury as soon as your back home, the fucking Clopecks are on the phone wanting to meet up and the fucking now exwife has agreed to it, so now your stuck with these cunts wanting to go on a joint holiday, honestly it makes you concider a double barrel in the gob…. Utter cunts
Nominated by: Fuglyucker
I used to spend a fair bit of time out in Florida and used to laugh my cock off at all the pastie faced scratter arriving in Orlando. Could spot them a fucking mile off and so could the scammers. White as fuck and wearing Engerlaaaand football strips. What utter utter cunts. They just as well paint a fucking target on their backs. I used to help them avoid the scammers but realised I was missing out on free entertainment. Sat and watched one family get relieved of their entire budget for two weeks on park tickets. Fucking scratters! Watched the big, fat arsed, wobbly bitch trying to get their money back and then burst into tears! Shame she didn’t burst into flames, the fat turd!
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It is the fear of running into and being latched onto by cunts like that which makes me book only 5* hotels that are nowhere near the main resorts and adults only.
Happiest moment of my honeymoon was watching a chav family covered in shit tattoos with two wailing brats in tow being politely reminded that their part of the beach was a half mile walk round the bay over blistering hot sand, where there was no natural shade and no waiter service.
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