Land whales and Their Own Particular Entitlement

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This article follows the travels (spaz chariot assisted perchance?) of a group of fat fuckers who visited Japan and are aghast at being seen for the gluttonous hogs they are.Some golden quotes including:

‘I don’t feel like I should be here,’ she says. ‘It blows my mind that you’re not allowed to be who you are, and you just have to fit in.’ Fit in, lol, cunt.

‘Society is a lot to blame for me being overweight,’ claims Therri-Jay, who laments the chicken and Chinese fast-food joints she sees ‘everywhere’, adding: ‘It makes you really think — does my country even care about me?’ How about you care for yourself ? Heifer .

But Therri-Jay is too unsettled to eat, describing how feeling like a ‘second-class citizen’ at home makes her reach for burgers, chocolate and popcorn. ‘We’ve not been told how to cope,’ she cries. Told how to cope ? Eat less you Jabba-the-Slut space hopper.

Then there’s their job description, I use the word job with a degree of scepticism here:-

NHS waste co-ordinator-start with yourself, jumbo.
Behaviour welfare coach – ditto above.
Healthcare insurer – those personal policy premiums must be galactic.

Any sense of irony, self awareness or responsibility is completely absent from these lardbergs, FFS, just render yourselves down in a whaling processers and become candles .

There you have it. Resurrect Cap’n Ahab for gawds sake.

Daily Fail

Nominated by Pooter.

79 thoughts on “Land whales and Their Own Particular Entitlement”

  2. Japs don’t like fatties.
    Or P.OW.s.

    They’re ok.with buying schoolgirls knickers and octopus up the arse though.

    It’s these chubbies own fault.
    Why go to japland?
    They eat raw fish like seals.
    Can’t get chocolate doughnuts for love or money.

    The fat cunts

    • I can honestly say if you offered me a all expenses paid holiday to Japistan I’d tell you to get fucked.

      I couldn’t imagine anything worse.

      Only way I want to see Japan is through the bomb hatch of the Enola Gay

    • Good morning, Mis! I have to say, that made me roar with laughter! Now everyone in Starbucks is looking at me like I’m some kind of mong!

      • Why did admin pick an image of you parked up on your removal chariot next to a yet unknown size zero svelte female removal person? Theres no smoke without fire.

  3. Imagine trying to escape from a blazing airliner with these cunts sizzling in the aisle….

      • Imagine if peacefuls smelt of bacon. That would totally fuck them up. The ultimate catch 22.

      • I wonder what goes through the peaceful mind in a suicide attack, or at least the failed attempt, the smell similar to roasting and charred fat so often encountered by firefighters attending a tragic scene where somebody was trapped in the inferno, and puts them off roast pork for life.

        Does burning flesh give the Islamosexual some last moment of existential terror where they think, ‘I am a pi…?’

  4. Should of tried out as sumo wrestlers, there the only fatties the Japanese like..

    Picture their opponent as a large doner kebab, the tubsters would rip them apart..

  6. Hands up who’s shagged a real fattie?
    I did once, 25 years ago and the experience still makes shudder with horror.

    • Thankfully I’ve never had to let my standards drop that far! When I was working for HM, Gawd bless ‘er, we had this monstrous fat cunt on the staff who thought she was a gift from God to Men, HM and several other assorted things. Claimed Jason Statham wanted to marry her! Fucking, AS IF! Also, she was almost signed up for the Olympic show jumping team, but she declined so they took Zara Phillips instead! What a sad, deluded fat bucket of Monkey spunk she really was!!

      • I can thoroughly recommend shagging a fatty lard bucket, but of course you must take precautions.

        Pick your victim early in the evening.
        You want one before it gets too sweaty.

        Always do this far from home and never give your real name or phone number.

        They give magnificent blow jobs, perfected by getting the last drop out of a McDonald’s milk shake with a straw.

        They are also a very comfy fuck, with fannies as tight as a mouse’s ear.

      • I have once or twice,nowt whale like but certainly a lass who “likes her food”…usually a good fuck..

        Especially if you promise her chips n gravy after.

    • Had a couple of lard buckets after the clubs back in the day….the old ‘you’ll do at ten to two’ saying came into play when all other attempts at pulling had failed ….a good few scoops of proper Tetley’s seemed to deaden the experience 🍻…. probably for her as well 🤣

  7. It’s embarrassing what Britain has become. Time was, we could take the piss out of obese Yanks and chubby German Hermans. Now we’re the fattest nation in Europe. There are so many spaz-chariots in my town centre, I get Cholesterol just looking at them.

    • Do you remember the chariot racing scene from Ben Hur with Charlton Heston? perhaps we should introduce that for spaz chariots on Piccadilly Circus!

  8. despite all the faults of the Japanese they do keep themselves to themselves and don’t go with all this woke Bullshit.

    what is really annoying is that you have apologists for these lazy fat bustards.

  9. The zipper heads are all wierd.

    They don’t like fat bastards but they get excited about raw fish, cherry blossom and porn showing ‘schoolgirls’ being molested on public transport.

    I have never seen a female, Jap porn star enjoying what she is doing and the men all seem to keep their white Y fronts on until just before the action.

    Slit eyed nut jobs.

    The lardies should have gone to a more normal country to be insulted.

  10. True story I was on a bus on Tuesday and a woman got on in those ghastly ballet tight things – knitted and her legs looked as thick as oak trees and the top half – well she made Diane Abbott look svelte – and the smell – a horrible hot reek of urine , sweaty buttocks and BO. Not – so far – in a cripples chariot but it couldn’t be far off – she waddled and ponged.I knew then how it must feel to be Mr Thornberry., His Honour Judge Nugee.

    Enjoy your breakfast.

  11. I bet the old bird on the go kart has to grease twixt her thighs to break the sticktion on the rare occasion that it moves under it’s own steam, you would need a cock like a Jack Donkey to get into the fish meat on her otherwise you could just be sawing at a sweaty flab flap.

  12. What boils my piss is the increasing amount of ‘poor me’ articles in the papers, where some 30 stone fat cunt complains that plane seats are too small. likewise hotel rooms and cruise liner cabins.

    Well here’s an idea lardarse. Charter a C-130 Globemaster for your next jaunt abroad.
    Maybe go on a diet so you can afford a hotel suite and don’t forget to hire your own crane for getting you on and off cruise liners.

    No sympathy for gut buckets who brush their teeth with lard and live on a diet of donuts and takeaways.

    • PS.

      Isn’t it strange how the fat cunts can’t climb a flight of stairs without needing oxygen, but put them in proximity of an all you can trough buffet and they move faster than a charging Rhino.

    • Dear sir,

      You may wish to know that the C-130 is, in fact, the Hercules.
      The Globemaster’s designation is C-17.

      Regards

      Biggles

    • What’s always worried me is trying to escape from some crashed plane, train and lo two giant blobsters blocking the fucking exit can you imagine them attempting the over wing exit? Shooting oneself would be the favoured option.

    • …brings a whole new meaning to ‘melt your troubles away’. Seriously though, how much further can this country and planet sink? What possesses these cunts to do this type of thing? Civilised society my arse.

      • Now have I got everything for my night out?

        Keys, money, credit card, fags, lighter and bottle of acid.

        What the fuck is wrong with these people?

      • They are usually foreigners,that’s the issue that I feel we may have touched on briefly here before..Once or twice.

        Good Morning Mr Cunter.

    • A man with/without cock? Sam or Sally?

      London has a million categories of deviants. Soon they’ll run out of letters (LGB…) and resort to spreadsheets.

      I identify as C71.

      • a gender for identifying as every animal, plant and household object.

        ‘Doctor doctor I identify as a pair of curtains…’

    • As usual, no fucking DESCRIPTION of the cunt issued by the brain-dead Plods who are more concerned at being called waaaayycist or “phobic”.

      Unspoken code for, “not white” and almost invariably a “peaceful type”, often Pakistani, knowing their “cultural” penchant for using acid to assuage any damage to their perverted idea of “honour”.
      Note too, the “measured” lack of condemnation by the MP, clearly with an eye on the local corrupt mosque-whipped postal votes.

  14. It’s their toilets I feel sorry for.

    Season 2 – Ethiopia, please. Or somewhere else famine-y.

    There was one answering phones at a place I used to work. Got stuck – I shit you not – in a turnstile at a football stadium that one time …triggered her to lose about half her bulk over the following year, tjough, .. then she quit & disappeared. Presumably to a new town where she wouldn’t be known as the one who jammed a fuckin’ turnstile on matchday.

  15. Turnstiles on shops should narrow it down. euthanasia should be compulsory over a certain weight, besides having to pay for health care would reduce food bills.

  16. Weird how fat blokes get on with life and accept they are fat but fat women blame everyone else for their eating habits. then try to deluded themselves that they are desirable.
    It’s fucking infantile.

    Still, plenty of food for a Komodo dragon (which at 300-400lbs is as heavy as many fat bastards, but in the form of muscle and tough reptile hide.

    • You forgot to add that so many of these tractor driving elephant seals cover themselves with “sexy” tatty tattoos, have that awful coloured hair and the now de-riguer snot-hanger-nose-ring or hanging bogey septum piercing, amongst others.
      Also proves that the I-hope-jamie-bloody-oliver-goes-bankrupt “sugar tax” doesn’t work and that the evidence is piling up, like these lard bucket’s pounds, that the toxic “sweeteners” have the opposite effect by stimulating the appetite.
      Hmmmmm, looks like suitable material for a cunting.

      • “sexy” tatty tattoos, have that awful coloured hair and the now de-riguer snot-hanger-nose-ring or hanging bogey septum piercing, amongst others.

        Really adds to the mankiness and feeling that they are as ill mentally as they are physically.

        Blue pink, purple, green hair
        ‘problem’ glasses
        moon face
        septum ring
        fish mouth
        neck/tit/wrist tattoo
        reeking gunt

  17. Who ate all the pies? You did ye fat blards!

    There’s no excuse for this level of sloth. These feeders should not be given anything from the State.

    Stop stealing my oxygen you disgusting trough-addicts.

  18. ‘Does my country even care about me?’

    You don’t even care about yourself, you great slab of lard. Fuck off.

    Morning all.

    • The fatties are slim pickings these days Ron. We’ve given them enough advice on what to do about saving themselves, without a single thank you from them.

  19. I don’t think I have ever seen a fat Nip anywhere outside of sumo wrestling.

    Not even on TV.

    Dressing up as furry animals and middle-aged men lusting after robot schoolgirl sex dolls is socially acceptable. But being fat? Ostracised from polite society and figures of fun.

    Quite right too.

  20. Do B52’s fly to holiday destinations now? Would need to, to get those two fat cunts overseas.

  21. Seeing as it’s my nom and I can only debase it further, I’ve been thinking about Mis’ Jewish bands lineup and to add to his suggestion of The Konks (We are the Golders Green Preservation Society), I’d like to add :
    Wishbone Ash(kenazi)
    Bethlehemerson, Lake and Palmer
    The Yids.(Into the Galilee)
    Don’t worry, my coat’s already on, see ya.

  23. Wtf did they think the Japanese view of them was going to be ffs?

    The cunts only eat fish and rice and are the longest lived people on Earth .

    Fat cunt invasion was never going to be popular .
    However , having a grandad who was a Jap POW , I’m eternally happy the Americans dropped bomb on them and at least temporarily bought the average life expectancy down.
    Things like Kobe earthquake and Fukushima are just unexpected bonuses .

    Sly cunts . Just wait until China eyes them up as another province in about 50 years .

  24. Not that my comments and nominations are particularly memorable but perhaps a fellow cunter or two will recall that I have a seething disdain for fat people. Lacking self restraint, entitled, burdens on the rest, and consuming way more than their fair share of resources and turning it into more than their fair share of shit, among other things boils my blood against these sorry human beings.
    My mother in law has been an undue burden on her family because she is fucking fat. I love her but hate her choice to become this way.
    I fear I may lose it in a store isle one day when one of these sloppy fat cunts is in my way on a damn scooter. If I owned a store I would not provide scooters. Fuck ‘em! Buy your crisps and pastries somewhere else you fat assed lard bucket!
    Ugh!!

    • Indeed. I will yield the pathway to old people on motorised scooters. Or genuinely disabledycapped folk.

      But fat cunts – who are on one of those because they are FAT – can go around or wait. And the fucking entitlement of the third group, there, when you don’t cede to ’em(claiming ‘disabled’ in lieu of obese) … is staggering … but still amusing … what they gonna do? .. Hop up and chase y’ down the street?

  25. Yep me too , I always say if you are fat , then at some basic level you must be a lazy cunt.

    I know people who disagree

    That said 100% of those people are fat .

  27. I’m at East Mids airport, queuing to check in bags, the usual fol-de-rol.

    At the desk to my left, Dad, Mum, two Daughters, all on mobility scooters.

    The Dad then gets up, and slings 8 heavy looking suitcases onto the check in belt.

    I wish I’d videoed it.

    If the check-in girl looked anymore gobsmacked, she’d have looked like a doll.

    • East Midlands, though.

      ‘A breakfast cob,
      A tray of chips
      A sausage roll
      And a breakfast cob’

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