Claudia Winkleman and the BBC (147)

Claudia Winklecunt is to host a new BBC chat show.

Oh, fucking great. Just what the television – and the nation – needs.

We will now be seeing even more of this evil haired ugly bint. The Furby in a Richard III wig is unpleasantly ubiquitous as it is. Now, it’s going to be unbearable.

Also, the obscene knacker crushing eye watering ‘wages’ she will get out of license payers is also diabolical.

And, will it be a serous talk show, like Parkinson or Wogan? Will it fuck.
It will be a ‘for laughs’ props riddled load of childish innuendo and puerile shite a la Jonathan Woss and Graham Norton. In fact, the team behind Norton’s show are also doing Winklecunt’s series. Say no more.

British television – and especially the BBC – needs a much required kick up the arse and shot in the arm. But, instead it just gets worse with crap like this. They get rid of one obnoxious offensively overpaid cunt (Lineker), And, then they just get another one.

Don’t pay the license fee. Because this is where it goes.

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Nominated by Norman.

29 thoughts on “Claudia Winkleman and the BBC (147)

  1. Putting terrestrial television on at home is equivalent to having 6 gallons of slurry piped through your letterbox.

    Every day.

    A circus of faggóts,pakis,sobbing vegans and outright cunts.

    Dear me,Oven.

    Good morning.

    • Spot on UT. The TV has long been referred to as the ‘shit-pump’ in the TSG household, as it does indeed pump shit straight into the living room.

  2. If you’re going to give someone a golden handcuffs deal, it should mean that person has a unique talent that nobody else has.
    Yet, for the fucking life of me, I can’t see what Winklewank has that others don’t.
    At least with the likes of Ant and Dec, for a while, you could see the attraction for some people.
    And besides, ITV can spunk their dwindling advertising revenue however they see fit, as far as I’m concerned.
    It’s another classic case of the public wants what the public gets. Because I guarantee the BBC never bothered asking a cross section if they wanted more of this odd looking autocue reader.
    And to think someone at the BBC thought she was a suitable direct replacement for Brucie.
    Fuck me!

  3. For the life of me, I can’t figure out why she’s famous as I don’t watch TV that much.

    A bit like Amanda Holden. it’s fucking everywhere, all the fucking time and nobody can figure out why.

      • Nepotistic Glaswegians are as bad.

        Darren Ferguson. Shit player, even shitter manager.
        But, Dadda Alex makes sure the useless little cunt always lands on his feet.

        Old Taggart even got his hitherto useless brother (Alex’s brother), Martin Ferguson a job as a scout at United. And, Fergie’s dodgy agent son, Jason green lit the Glazer takeover and Fergie’s blessing of it. All this crap about socialism and staunch Govan shipyard roots. The Fergusons are the Kinnocks of football. Rapacious grabbing jobs and rewards for the family shitehawks.

  4. That fringe of hers isn’t a fashion statement or a sign of mild eccentricity, it’s a clever device to fool the viewer.
    Even in ultra HD, it’s difficult to tell that she’s staring 45 degrees off the camera line to read one of her ‘jokes’ from the autocue.
    Now that’s a unique talent!

    • I have seen a picture of the younger Claudia…

      She looks exactly like her dull as dishwater mater, Eve Pollard.
      The young Winklecunt also had a massive slaphead.

      I reckon the ludicrous Ramones/Richard III wig is a result of her being mercilessly teased over her monumental Tefal of yore.

      Aww, bless….🤣

      • Oh yes. I forgot about her mother.
        I recall she was somewhat ubiquitous on telly in the 80s, although in a milder form.
        For the life of me I can’t remember what she was famous for.

  5. Claudia Winkleman: absolutely talentless Jewess who has been handed everything to her because of her ethnicity and her connected parents. They tried her with everything until she found a niche taking over from that equally talentless Jonathan Ross on Film 200? and then she did that strictly crap.

    If you think the BBC and other mainstream media platforms hire based on ‘talent’ look no further than this monstrosity.

    When I was younger, I first saw this creature presenting God’s Gift. A late night ITV homosexual dating programme where dancing semi-naked men were trying to score with one of the sweaty audience members.

    Again, glad I don’t watch or pay for TV.

  6. This ‘chat show’ will be just like that botty bandit Norton’s series.
    Reliant on screens, props, immature smut and stupid stunts.

    Not to mention stinking innuendos and endless ‘Ooh err’ ‘jokes and references to poovery.

    A proper talk show is not a bloody comedy, variety show or done for laughs.
    Of course, modern celebrity deadheads will willingly partake in such shit. But, in the 60s 70s and even 80s, someone like – say – Richard Burton or John Wayne could go on Parkinson or whatever and talk and be taken seriously. Imagine an actor and man of Burton’s or the Duke’s stature on the Graham Norton or Jonathan Woss show? No, me neither.

    Because now, it’s just ‘Oooh! I’ve got a picture of you ten years ago. Haven’t you got funny hair?’ Or ‘Look at this poofter fan fiction from social media of you. Isn’t it hilarious?’ Big John would have shot the poofy little bastard.

    It takes skill and the real gift of the gab to be a real talk show host. A monkey could do what those twats Ross, Carr and Norton do. And I dare say Winklecunt will be no better.

  7. Her mum was a beautiful woman – Eve Pollard, with the most beautiful full jugs you have ever seen, she was clever and intelligent. I can only assume that chipped old relic of a daughter was adopted.

  8. The modern chat show in a nutshell….

    Paul McCartney was on the Graham Norton show. To his misfortune, he was sat next to walnut brained IQ of a gnat pop bimbo, Kunty Perry.

    Perry made a remark (serious) about realising the ex-Beatle was still alive. Macca looked despairingly, as the audience pissed themselves laughing at Perry and her stupidity.

    The brain dead pop tart then shouted loudly at least over twenty times non-stop. ‘HOLD ON! HOLD ON! HOLD ON!’. Thick as mince puppets like her shouldn’t be allowed near any TV show. But, she was the perfect guest for Norton.

    • Modern medicine must be very good.

      Otherwise wouldn’t Norton have died of AIDS or Monkey Pox by now?

      The despicable little cunt.

    • The only time Norton has been anything near entertaining for me, is in Father Ted.
      His gay screeching & puerile nonsense in his chat show means an instant channel switch, as does anything at all with that unfunny cunt Woss, who I fucking despise with a passion. No doubt Fringe will be equally shite.

  9. I don’t pay the tv tax, I’m not employing the cunts. I put the ‘threats’ they send me back in the letterbox.

  10. This space lizard, whom had the last choice of human skin suit has invaded the screens of colonial taxpayer subsidised TV. Another amongst many English and Kiwi franchises of unwatchable local shite.
    Out of curiosity, have her and the insufferable Noel Fielding ever been seen together? Mediocre drag act, or did they hatch from the same clutch of eggs?

  11. Not sure about you lot, but she is in my top ten (Birds I would love to shag) with Carol Voderman.
    So I will refrain from commenting in case it creates problems at a later date.

  12. I’d like to pop my tassel into her bottom.
    I reckon she’d be a screamer and want it harder than I could provide.

  13. I’ve a wonderful idea that could cost you a fortune, but I’m going to let you into a secret for free and that is either turn your television off if Dick the Shit is about to appear, or on if you have masochistic tendencies.

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