The Brooklyn Beckham Circus


Now, I believe it is firmly established beyond dispute that the boy known as Brooklyn – like his parents – is a copper bottomed cunt.

However, the fact that he has ‘fallen out’ with mummy and daddy has given this prick – and the rest of his family – the ‘news’ coverage and publicity they crave.

All families have their ups and downs. But it is typical of this lot to do it publicly and with a slobbering picking up scraps media in tow. I am sure that the Beckhams would sell the rights of a funeral to the press and TV.

As expected, there have been numerous call and response splashes across the gutter tabloids and also many TV and online outlets. ‘Brooklyn says this!’ ‘Beckham hits back!’ Neither side coming out as either dignified or likeable. But, this is the Beckhams we are talking about.

OK. his dad could play football a bit. But Brooklyn – like the rest of the family – has has no looks, charisma. talent or charm to speak of. Yet (again, like the others in his clan), he seems to rely on media attention and publicity like the rest of us rely on Oxygen to breathe. A duller, boring, grey, unattractive and more nondescript person you couldn’t (not) wish to meet. But because he is the offspring of the most publicity hungry couple in history, ‘Brookie’ is now part of the ridiculous media circus that he’s been going on ever since that horrendous woman turned up at Old Trafford that fateful day.

If he really despises his parents and what they stand for. If he also has no love for the media and all that shit, he should shun them and live his life quietly and away from it all. But I bet he won’t. Looking at who his parents are, attention seeking is in the blood.

Not surprisingly, the whole thing has been milked by all concerned. And, now it’s getting even more ludicrous. The ‘Wedding DJ’ had now stuck his oar in (getting well paid, no doubt). Who will be next? ‘Beckham Bin Man Spills The Beans!’ ‘I Saw Them Arguing Says Window Cleaner!’ Because, rest assured, this is not going to end any time soon.

The BBC, of course, see this blabbing DJ as newsworthy. Bloody hell…

BBC News?

Nominated by : Norman

Seconded by : W. C. Boggs

I endorse Norman’scunting, but surely the biggest cunt in that family of cunt has to be that silly old tart, Mother Victoria, who went as far as copyrighting all her children’s names. What a money grubbing piece of illiterate shit she is. With parents like Dave and Vicky, can the children really be blamed for turning out as they have. I do have a little sympathy – and understanding for Brooklyn – at least he has had the guts to point out what a grasping old whore she is. Vic and Dave – parents who prove that being an orphan isn’t such a bad idea:

The Standard.

128 thoughts on “The Brooklyn Beckham Circus

  1. Votings on boys!!
    Reform uks legal action has made the government back down.
    Voting in May for everyone in the UK.

    Lets tear em a new arse! 😁

  2. Cant find any fucks to give about these cunts. The headlines were enough to stop me reading any of this window licking shite.

  3. His old man is a chav cunt.

    As for this cunt. Who is he? Another grade a Nepo cunt.

    Feet first into a meltdown nuclear fission core reactor.

  4. To be honest, young ‘Brookie’ doesn’t look like either Golden Bollocks or Lady Skellington.

    In fact, he’s even uglier than the pair of them. He looks like some trailer trash half breed.

      • Indeed he does, Miserable. Maybe Steve poked the Skellington way back when. Coogan wasn’t fussy. Never has been. Him fucking Cuntney Love proved that beyond doubt.

      • Robert was also first choice to play Han Solo in the original Star Wars.

        Also, a superb performance in the Twilight Zone, as the strange young man who falls in love with a dolls house figurine. RIP.

  5. At this wedding they had a burger van.
    No shit.
    Wendys.
    Which is yank.

    Serving burgers, fries, nuggets etc.

    Fuck me, wonder what posh spice had?!

    Be bloated if she ate a nugget.

    Bet the bogs were full of wags with fingers down their throats?

    • When Skellington Spice and Cheryl Cole/Tweedy/Thingy/ Uncle Tom Cobbly were photographed together during some crappy England game during the ‘golden generation’ (oh. my sides🤣), the cunt-o-meter went into overload.

      The two daft slags were identical. Same long lank hair, same designer shite on, same expensive stupid posey sunglasses, same put on pout. Same orange tan. About as classy and as attractive as two bad eggs.

      • I was pretty sure that the Capello era was the England team at it most cuntish. Above their stations and way overrated and self important twat after twat after twat. With dreadful wives ang girlfriends in tow.. John Terry, Ashley Cole and Rio Ferdicunt embodying the whole shitshow.

        But, then along came Gareth, his beloved BLM and his penalty sabotaging Three Degrees.

  6. Hope that Steve Reed the housing minister is next to lose his job.

    I fuckin despise that arrogant little cunt.

    Hes got a temper on him, like.

    In interviews he gets upset, snippy, and a bit sarky.
    Can barely control himself.
    Well, you cant be like that when stacking shelves in a supermarket, kid.

    Rude with customers youll be on the dole Steve.

    Hopefully he’ll have a breakdown and get Disability benefit 😂

  7. I will still fuck posh spice in the arse…….her knobbly bones with no meat on them in her bum would easily pull my foreskin back and forth with little unfeeling sliding.

  8. Never forget what my dad said. When he heard that Who legend John Entwistle had died. It was reported that The Ox had passed away with a load of cocaine and a bird in a Union Jack bikini.

    My old man said, ‘It wasn’t that Spice Girl with the big tits, was it? That ginger one?’🤣

  9. The final nail in the Only Fools and Horses coffin was the dreadful ‘Beckham in Peckham’, First of all, very original and inventive, I must say. Must have took – ooh- at least ten seconds to think that one up.

    The story (for want of a better word)? A now ancient and decrepit Del Boy spots a certain Mr Beckham mooching around Peckham Market. stalls. As much hilarity ensues, as the multi millionaire celebrity goes looking for a cut price bargain in his flat cap. Love a duck, Guv’nor.

    Yeah, he really does shop at markets like that, doesn’t he? I bet the Mrs loves it there too, eh?

    Shite of the highest order.

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