Ugly Models

 

A couple of days ago my beloved whispered into my ear those words every bloke longs to hear; ‘I need some new winter clothes’. For fuck’s sake woman, it seems like only last week that you needed some new summer clothes.

Seeing the look on my face, she offered her deal. ‘If you come and help me choose, I’ll buy you lunch’. Well there was an offer I couldn’t refuse, especially when she told me she’d be looking for lingerie into the bargain.

So off we went around what seemed like every shop in town, where she was in and out of the changing room like a rat up a drainpipe. ‘Do you like this, or the previous one?’. ‘The previous one’. ‘What’s wrong with this one?’. Fuck me.

To amuse myself on the many occasions that she disappeared between the rows of mannequins and the racks of clothes, I looked at the huge pictures of the women modelling each store’s range of gear. Now do you remember the time when these would feature some drop dead gorgeous babe looking like a million dollars? Well that ain’t no longer so. No, it seems that in these ‘woke’ days, you’ve got to go for a different, more ‘realistic’ approach with your models; for which read ‘ugly’. Or fat. Or ugly and fat. Or ugly, fat and effnick;

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Now if you happen to be a bit ‘between genders’ as a model, you can really cash in these days

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Cosmic. I mean for fuck’s sake, when blokes are being trailed around the shops, THIS is what they want to see on offer in the pictures on the walls;

The rest of you ugly cunts can do one. Stores, you’re doing yourselves no favours as far as any normal bloke’s concerned with this sort of display. Give us our fantasies back, you cunts.

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Nominated by Ron Knee.

35 thoughts on “Ugly Models

  1. Didn’t know wives we prisoners. The first two made me heave the last got the thumbs up. The second should be wiped off the face of the earth. After second thoughts, so should the first.

  2. Jeez – Alex Vassectomy (ugly.org.2) is a stunner!! The only thing he/she/they could model for is Haloween.

    It’s all to do with equality. Instead of their being an unequal number of beautiful people everyone is now required to be hideous, in case ugly people take offence.

  3. Not everyone can be gorgeous, I was banned from modeling as the photographers would weep at my beauty, and that was just the men. The females got wet elsewhere.

    So it’s nice to see gargoyles getting a chance in life..

    Nice to see pixie balls has a career option after her political career tank’s..
    I bet Ed loves the hairy chest..

  4. And who else here is sick to bastard death of seeing fat black women in their underwear on city centre advertising boards? Repulsive lardbuckets like Lizzo.

    And Fred Perry – that once casual classic and ska staple – has some revolting skinheaded trans freak advertising their gear in their shop window. A long way from Wigan Casino.

    • Agree 100% Norman. Since retiring I don’t visit town centres any more. Why would I bother? Where I see it is on television where every programme and the adverts are replete with ethnics. The black females are enough to put you off your lunch and their voices are enough to turn the milk. At least the muslims have the good manners to cover put their females in bin bags.

  5. “between the genders”

    Yes, but heading which way?
    This old grandad fell out the ugly tree and hit every twig. Looks like the kind of nasty, man-loathing doughnut-puncher you’d find at a KD Lang concert.

  6. In Frank’s Skinners stand-up, he spoke of television/movie casting and that there is (or was – mid 90’s) .. and ugly folder. Some productions need ugly cunts, .. and some cunts who want to be ‘in’ things .. weren’t attractive enough for general front and centre.

    His bit on it was you have to reassure a friend that went for casting & can’t get work either end … “It’s their loss, mate, .. trust me …you’re fucking hideous” 😄

  7. I’m always asked to start modelling.

    But I’m bashful.
    A shyness that is criminally vulgar.

    Besides it’s for deviants isn’t it really?

    Hey look at me!!
    Hey! Hey,!
    Nice aren’t I?

    Dunno what that fat dollop of shits doing modelling (1 mcgonnegle or summat.
    Or that little rentboy from soft cell (2).

    I’d be best modelling Marlboro cigarettes rather than some fruity cowboy.

  8. I’ve been to a modelling agency.
    Moving furniture obviously.

    It was full of these young wannabe models
    Boys an girls.

    Girls were all like stick insects with bucktooth smiles.
    Boys all looked like they’d been rescued from Huw Edwards cellar.

    I was the prettiest in the room.

  9. Good day from ISAC’s other roving news reporter Willie Stroker.

    Ugly models? Really?

    Following my last post (over three years ago), viewing ISAC on the odd occasion it has become obvious to me that Ron simply has far too much time on his hands and has seemingly nothing better to do other than to sit at home, hour after hour tapping away on his keyboard with trvial and frankly banal observations of things that are going on in the world. I rather suspect that most subject matter does not impact on any aspects of his daily life. One exception to this may of course ironically be his recent nomination “Bores”. And “Wasps” perhaps?

    Whilst fully appreciating that the quality of life has diminished significantly post Blair (and which will undoubtedly continue in spades under the newly appointed shower of dangerous anti British fuck wits), England is still a fantastic country in which to live compared to many others around the world.

    For the first time in my life in the run up to the recent general election I felt that instead of moaning about things I owed it to myself and the country to try and do something to help, this was in the form of attending several meetings (for a certain well known political party) and spending 5 days canvassing and distributing leaflets. Like many other sane, logical independent thinking people am fed up to the back teeth with the downward spiral of lies, hypocrisy, nonsense and downright breathtaking stupidity being force fed to us all each and every day. Ultimately it was all to no avail, but I had the satisfaction knowing that at least I tried.

    With the exception of my one off political involvement, it has helped me considerably in the last few years by blocking out any negatively, doom mongers (including ditching two friends who I have known since the 1970’s) and depressing MSM news channels/articles (including both BBC and GB News) of which there are sadly far too many. Cancelled my BBC licence a year ago, no longer watch any live tv, and am all the better for it.

    As I write this the sun is shining, have a roof over my head, enough food to eat, hot and cold running water, heating, access to “free” healthcare, am not living in a war torn area and as such can sleep soundly and safely in my bed. Realise most of the people in the world are not nearly as fortunate as I am and instead of wasting time and trying to find fault with everything I prefer to focus on life’s positives. At 65 years old and knowing that my time on the planet is finite I prefer to spend my time constructively and with purpose.

    Ron, do try to get a life FFS, do yourself a massive favour and try to make the most of the time you have left, rather than continually seeking self adulation by churning out copious amounts of tediously predictable humourless drivel which you obviously think passes for wit. In the overall scheme of things no one in the world truly gives a fig about what you (or anyone else) think, get the feeling you have probably already managed to lose any genuine friends and have had to switch to boring “friends” online. It is no wonder regulars like myself have left the once great ISAC site.

    Sorry Ron, I know you’re not a bad chap and mean well, and that my post is harsh but my personal opinion (which I have myself adopted) is that you really need to get out more.

    Well, on that highly confrontational note, you will all be glad to know this is my last ever post and final contribution to Is A Cunt.

    Over and out, and best wishes to all (including you Ron)……. Willie Stroker.

    • Make the most of it Willie, by the time you are 70 the lights will be going off (and heating) on a regular basis in Winter.

      Don’t have a go at Ron, while his noms may not be world changing they are by the most part very amusing and if he and others wish to participate in ISAC it is their business, after all, it is still almost a free country.

    • Thanks Willie.

      It’s done my ‘self adulation’ no end of good to know how much you appreciate my contributions.

      All the best to you too.

      Ron

    • There are two ways to deal with this weird world, Willie.

      One is your way. Switch off and ignore it all. A time honoured method. Good luck and well done.

      The other is to occasionally let off steam on ISAC either by cunting or commenting on cuntings.

      I enjoy Ron’s posts. Although point taken that he probably has too much time on his hands.

      • Indeed I do. It’s called ‘retirement’ and it’s bloody great!

        Not sure why Willie chose to have a go at me in particular.

        ‘Hour after hour tapping away on his keyboard’. Huh? Takes a few minutes to post a nom.
        ‘I suspect that most subject matter does not impact on any aspects of his daily life’. Absolutely correct; just making observations. It’s what people do about all sorts on her
        ‘You need to get out more’; Actually I’m not long back from lunch with some of the friends Willie seems to think I no longer have.

        Boring? Maybe I am, but that’s for other cunters to decide. If enough say the word, I’ll fold my tent on here.

      • Hehehe 😂

        Nice to see Willy again eh Ron?

        Dunno what you’ve done to piss him off so much but I’d think again before letting him do the eulogy at your funeral!
        😆

      • What happened to the Villa, no wonder you are a bit down Ron, still there is always the champions league 👍

      • Willie fell out of the wrong side of his bed this morning, Ron. You just happened to be in his line of sight.

      • Have to admit,
        It’s a pleasure to see the occasional cat set among the pigeons. 😁

  10. Anita in the header pics a catch eh?
    Typical girls PE teacher.

    A fish supper with it’s udders hacked off.

    Is she a Labour backbencher?

  11. Back in the 90s I very much enjoyed accompanying Mrs Terry to some fancy department store,probably Kendalls in Manchester,whilst she looked for a new bra..

    Some of the women mooching about would have given Hugh Heffner an embolism,frankly the place was,to quote Wes Streeting,”knee deep in quality gash”..

    These days it’s frankly impossible to visit a town or city without seeing adverts for 20 stone blek wimmin in bikinis or a bloke with AIDS in a wedding dress.

    Quite off-putting and likely to lead to going to the pub instead.

    Good health!

    • Used to love going to the boutiques and department stores in Manchester with my mum. Tez.

      Those ‘changing cubicles’ in the 70s and 80s. Loads of yummy mummies, MILFs and gorgeous ladies trying things on. With only a small Western saloon type swing door as a barrier.

      And a young lad being there didn’t bother them at all. Certainly not in those days. I even got a sly wink (I said ‘wink’) from a couple of them. They could see schoolboy was nervously eyeing them up (you couldn’t not) and they knew that.

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