Not My Fault!

Cunts who think nothing is their fault… We’ve all met them…

A relative of the wife – and one of the world’s biggest cunts – is a person who can never admit that they are wrong or that they drop a clanger. I have seen it scores of times over the years. If she breaks something or knocks something over then it’s not her fault. Her response is ‘It shouldn’t be there!’ Every fucking time.

If she is being a lazy arse (which she naturally is) and something hasn’t been done, it’s ‘I’m not well’. She also blames her all night computer gaming on ‘insomnia’ and now she’s blaming the menopause (oh my fucking sides!🤣) for her lifelong inertia. The most recent one was her cocking up an online order for something. Instead of offering apologies or even attempting to put it right, she just marched around yelling’It’s not my fault! I did it properly!’ I checked said order and it wasn’t correct, it was there in black and white.

She then insisted that the company the order was supposed to be with had ‘removed’ details. To which I replied they couldn’t have done. And that a firm can’t doctor what a customer has put on an online order form. I then added that anyone can make a mistake.

Cue femstapo psycho mode and smouldering like a Bombay cack fire. It doesn’t matter what the situation is or how much she is to blame for it. This cunt will never ever admit anything is her fault, and there is more chance of humility from Hitler.

Oh, and according to her, all men are ‘bastards’.🤣

Nominated by: Norman

(On a slightly different tangent we have a nom due to go live soon all about “Karens”. So please keep on topic. Thanks – Day Admin)

 

40 thoughts on “Not My Fault!

  1. Oh, on a nicer note: said cunt isn’t coming round for Christmas. Mrs Norman has done the business and told them that we are away. We, of course, are not. But that’s what we want them to think and now we might enjoy it.👍😉

    And my mother in law can fuck off and all….

    • I doff my hat to you Sir for such a fine example of deftly avoiding what would otherwise be a giant, seasonal turd sandwich.

      I hope your Christmas will now be very enjoyable without what sounds like the rabid bitch from hell!

  2. Well she ain’t fuckin’ wrong there. I’ve always been a right bastard … complete cunt … some say. Proud of it … it’s not my fault though … I blame wimminz.😉
    With regards to her … dump her sorry arse from your social/family circles.

    • Its a hard lesson to learn.
      Admitting when you’re wrong.
      It normally comes with age,
      Maturity.
      Its a bitter pill to swallow,
      Accepting your in the wrong.
      But saying
      “Its my mistake, I fucked up.”
      Is liberating!
      The end of the matter.

      Or so I imagine.
      Never been wrong.

  3. *Insert any random issue here* : ‘It’s not my fault…..it’s because of Brexit!’

    • Those people get on my tits. Stupid, stubborn, bad losers. The sort of people who need an instruction manual to use a ladder.

      • I think we can put Ole Gunnar Solksjaer into this category, Captain.

        Apparently, a 5-0 thrashing isn’t his fault and he doesn’t deserve the boot.

        Except it is his fault and he does deserve the boot.

      • On a job in a post office branch in London I asked if I could borrow a step ladder to access kit in the false ceiling. The guy who brought out the step ladder asked me if I had been trained how to use it. He was absolutely serious.

      • I enquired about hiring a 70 foot high self propelled elevated work platform, and the clerk asked me exactly the same question. OHS gone mad

      • Norm, give Ole until the end of the season. He can at least flog shite like Pogba in January and try to salvage the season.

  4. Not my fault it shouldn’t have been there!
    Meet my fucking wife. Nothing and I mean nothing is her fault.
    I’ve given up now it saves arguing.
    And she’s a clumsy fucker. I’ve been putting fridge magnets up for decades now as I like to reflect on shit. She must have knocked off at least 20 over the years and broken most.
    Now recently I flipped after another went crashing and said ‘”Not your fault again shouldn’t have been there?” then sat back as smug as fuck. No chance!
    “Well I’m always in the kitchen, that’s why it happens.”
    Where you fucking should be I almost said.
    Of course I didn’t, wimp.

  5. Norman, the next time she says “it’s not my fault” say

    Well who’s fault is it you cloth eared bint…..DENIS COMPTON’S

    # Fawlty Towers

    • It’s the wife’s sister, Freddie. And even Mrs Norman found her last visit unbearable. That’s why she wants rid for Christmas just as much as I do. It doesn’t take much – virtually nothing – to set the cunt off and then the whole atmosphere and day is ruined. I am jumping for joy to know she is not coming.

      I loved Fawlty Towers.

      • Your sister in law isn’t by any chance an Insulate Britain member is she Norman?
        Because she sounds the type…

      • Don’t think so, Baron. But she is a staunch Remaniner and had a Chicken Floyd George sticker one her car. She is a thermonuclear cunt and no mistake.

        This sums up her cuntitude… One Sunday the Mrs makes a lovely Sunday dinner. Roast lamb with the works. Her bitch of a sister won’t eat it. Why? ‘Because it’s a lamb, and lambs are cute and fluffy’. After much fuss and theatrics, the bitch then eats chicken without batting an eyelid. A complete and utter cunt.

      • You know what Norman, if my sister in law said she wouldn’t eat lamb as it was cute and cuddly, I’d kick her in the cunt and tell her to fuck off, on a lighter note there’s a cold snap on the way, the möngôs at DEFRA won’t need glue to stick to the windows, in fact I may emergency cunt them when I have time!

      • When in CH, I did a mild lamb fillet curry for wife’s colleague and wife, who were such BLOODY fussy eaters. Refused to eat it, on same grounds. Lambs are cutesy wee hoppity, skippity little dahlings.
        New Year, she would eat kilos of foie gras. She was just so fucking dumb. Failed to see any irony.
        I love the stuff, and as I eat goose anyway, have no problem with the liver.

  6. It occurs to me that perhaps you should be a little more understanding towards said relative afterall we should all embrace the ‘no blame’ culture apparently. I read that as getting away with not being responsible for your own actions, acceptance of negligence and that somehow general fuckwittery is an OK thing etc etc. Of course that doesn’t apply to all cos we got BAME blame, the blame game and Brexit.

  7. I know exactly the type you mean. I’ve worked with them in the past.

    But it is not only “it’s not my fault” but also “I’m never wrong”. This is most prevalent in millenials who refuse to back down in a discussion even when you have torn their so called facts to shreds and wiped the floor with them. I always thought it was a big thing to admit when you are wrong. None of us like doing so but it shows integrity and character. To keep arguing against the obvious is plain stupid but they will do anything to avoid admitting defeat.

    Throw tantrums, point you to some fake news site on the web, even threaten violence.

    I put this irrational behaviour down to the bubbles people live in on social media. That twat suckerberg plans to turn Facebook and Instagram into “meta” universes which will take them even further away with the fairies.

    • Over the last decade or so I love to be wrong … I can use that expression ‘my bad’.

      You’ve run over the neighbour’s cat! … Oooops! my bad.
      You’ve not closed the toilet seat again! Sorry my bad!
      My mother says you mouthed the words ‘you cunt’ to her! … Err my bad?
      Who just cut the lawn with Fuck Off writ large in it! … Hmmmm my bad.
      Did you just run over the neighbour’s other cat? … Whoops there’s a good possibility of that being ‘my very bad’ but in my defence I was aiming the neighbour.

      … and all that was just last week … see I can admit to being wrong. 😂

      • I love my missus and would do pretty much anything for her, her family I get along with well,
        Apart from her brother.
        Hes gay, a know it all, a mardarse and a sulker.

        He was always a cross to bear at Christmas ,
        And id struggle not to tease him,
        Trigger him into a meltdown.
        Hes argued with doctors over diagnosis
        His boss in a new job
        The vet when his dog was ill.
        Hes a absolute nightmare.
        But!!
        Along came Brexit😁
        The holy of holies,
        And he flipped his fuckin wig because his mum, and sister (mrs MNC) both voted leave.
        Hes not spoken to any of them since, which is fuckin magic👍
        Christmas is so much nicer without his dramatics.
        The camp lefty fuck said to his mum

        “Youll be sorry when im wearing a armband with a pink triangle in a concentration camp!!”
        😀😀

        Little does he know if that happened id volunteer as a guard.

  8. Up here in sunny Scotland, the Meatloaf look-a-like who runs Glasgow has found the perfect culprit for the rat-infested mess the city has become under the SNP’s management. It couldn’t possibly be her fault so it’s the fault of… none other than Margaret Thatcher. Despite being out of office for 31 years and dead for 8 of them, it seems Maggie has risen from the grave to scatter rubbish all over Glasgow accompanied by a plague of rats.

    • Sturgeon is a shambolic incompetent closet lezzer. Glasgow looks like a hellscape in places now. She has been off the ball from the kick-off, obsessed with independence which is off the table this decade, Nicola, accept that and get over it and get on with revitalising Scotland. Thatcher has fuck all to do with the state of play in the 2020s.

      Vote independent in all future elections and create multiple shitstorms in Britain for the next 20 years.

  9. Luckily I don’t have too many people like this in my life. The majority of those who can’t admit being wrong were friends of friends on FaceCunt, many of them four-eyed, ugly Karens and soyboys.

    The number of times i’ve used that Harlan Ellison quote ‘You are not entiteld to your opinion….’ in response to these mongs and told them to get in the sea.

  10. Thatcher? Couldn’t they have blamed it on Brexit? All the binmen and street sweepers went back to Romania.
    The cunts.

  11. Norman:
    Is your wife related to Mel ”I worked 5 jobs & skipped meals Rashford?😉

    Excellent Nom-we all know “that” wimminz!
    🤔

    • I still want to see the details on those 5 jobs, but she’s probably as thick as her son, maybe she meant 5 days a week ..cunt

  12. The problem is NOT that “It shouldn’t be there”, but quite simply that SHE is…

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