Anyone else tired of this useless platitude? Seems to be that every darling dindu who is furiously converted into a useless pile of meat is ‘aspiring’ to be this or that. A boxer. A architect. A musician. Maybe if they had tried not ‘aspiring’ to be involved in a vacuous gutter culture of drugs, easy money, violence, otherwise known as thug life.. and actually became a boxer, architect, musician, then they wouldn’t be fucking useless to the world in some marble orchard.
Aspiring doesn’t mean shit. It’s like calling retarded children exceptional. No, they’re retarded, and so are you for denying what is and what they are. They look at you in the same way a dog looks at its owner fondling its recent meaty chuds laying in the grass.
Fucking cunt media and dindu mothers trying to pretend their aspiring jackoffs were little angels. Give me a break. You failed, ok? Stop aspiring to be a good parent, because you’re not.
People aspire to be a lot of things. Until you actually become something you are not that, you are what you currently are. If you die being a grotty two-bit thug because you thought it was cool, then you’re a dead thug, and also a foolish cunt.
Just another trite PC catchphrase designed to soothe the unease of city dwellers who have the misfortune of living around these useless conglomerations of Cunt, and subdue any lingering possibility in their minds, even if slightly waycist, that these people may not actually be ripe for the ways of modern society yet.
Will Young has declared that ‘The Grand Tour’ is “pathetic and repulsive” for referring to a Jeep being driven by Jeremy Clarkson as a vehicle used by the homosexual community. Which is, of course, correct. It’s by far the gayest vehicle for men ready to leap fabulously from the closet, followed very closely by the Toyota Hilux (for northern men in denial).
He’s now threatened Amazon with being reported to Ofcom, those bunch of toothless twats. No doubt Amazon are quaking in their boots, being squared up to (online, of course) by a certified bumlord.
He ought to keep his nose out of motoring matters anyhow, as last year he was handed a driving ban for crashing into a car in Porridgeland, almost wiping out a pedestrian who had to leap out of the way. Quite how he lost control, we’ll never know…
Will Young – keep your nose out of mens’ business and stop going squealing onto social media when an innocent joke offends your poofy spinelessness.
That fucking Britain hating, poor people despising, champagne socialist, groaniad reporter, racist cunt Afua Hirsch again…
This evening I made the huge mistake of turning on sly news. Project fear, project fear, project fear, so I decided to peruse some recording on my sly box. The pledge was on. Oh good I thought…
Michelle dewbury…
Having grabbed some tissues and fetched the hand cream (only joking ?) I was rather miffed to find that she wasn’t on. Instead it was Afua Hirsch. I’d rather wank to dirty pictures of Louis shhpenths getting shafted by John major than that cunt Hirsch, so I thought I’d settle down in my armchair and listen to what they had to say… BIG FUCKING MISTAKE. She decided to discuss … Yea you’ve guessed it … the far fucking right. Having bitched and moaned about what a horrible hateful cunt Tommy Robinson is, without providing any evidence besides stating that he punched a migrant (Yea, good. The cunt deserved a slap and he got one… so fuckin what?), she then proceeds to complain that society isn’t doing enough to combat people that don’t have same options as her.
Then she starts whinging about how YouTube should be shutting all these people down. She then says that the far right just try to shut people down, you know … that’s their tactic. Yes really. She said that. That’s how fucking dumb she is.
Next she whines about how the “far right” get them young and indoctrinate kids. I don’t know what planet this fucking retard has been living on for the last few decades, but if it’s this one, she’s surely been on some kind of mind altering substances… The left indoctrinate kids every day in every fucking school, at every opportunity, and has this idiot ever watched the BBC or sky news? Some cunters may remember me mentioning a show called fyi a while back. A very innocent looking kids show with the usual multi-coloured “box of fucking smarties” cunts presenting. First subject – climate change, Second subject – fake news, Third subject – refugees…. I stopped onto it briefly the other day and the cunts were going to Mexico to interview some Mexican kids that were trying (ILLEGALLY) to get over the border.
Is that part of the “far right” indoctrination of the children? Well …. if the kids aren’t communist jihad sympathisers then yes. They are. I wouldn’t mind so much if by the “far right” she meant the kkk or the British Nazi party (If such a thing exists), but she doesn’t. She means all of us. Everyone in society that disagrees with her warped, elitist, ivory tower view of the world.
Anyway. I swore loudly at the tv, turned it all off and now I’m sitting in silence listening to my heart try to burst out of my chest like a fucking alien or something, muttering Afua Hirsch is a cunt Afua Hirsch is a cunt Afua Hirsch is a cunt Afua Hirsch is a cunt……. I think I need therapy, even if it’s only the ISAC kind. I definitely need to make sure that I never watch anything with Afua Hirsch in it again. She’s detrimental to my health. Physical and emotional. I suggest you guys avoid her too if you know what’s good for you.
What a cunt.
Nominated by Deploy The Sausage
Seconded. She is privileged, well-educated and dedicated to keeping alive the massive chip on her shoulder in order to make a decent living from doing so. She campaigned for Nelson’s Column to be removed because it celebrated a racist war criminal. (Not far off the truth, as it goes, but the scoring system was a bit different back then). Well missus; try going to Rome and convincing the Eyeties to pull down all of their monuments and statuary just because selected Caesars played a bit rough and ready with the plebs.
A shame that fuckers like this put so much time and energy into railing against one of the safest and fairest societies in the World (they are all very welcome to fuck off if they disagree), particularly as she has seen plenty of the real dogshit nations and should appreciate what we have – or at least used to have – here.
Amongst the many racial stereotypes that are attributed – sometimes fairly, sometimes less so – to those of African descent, that of ‘harbouring a grudge’ seems to be well deserved. Can’t think of any other group that keeps raking up the dirt from events that happened hundreds of years ago. Oh, perhaps the Irish. And the Scots, obviously. And the Abbos …………..and the Apaches ………….. and the England Team knocked out of the World Cup by the “Hand of God” ………………….
Yet another aspect of the modern World (where I clearly don’t belong) that is galloping out of control and increasingly winding me up. There seems to be a direct correlation between the rate at which the standard, speed and courtesy of many services is deteriorating and a global obsession with finding out how I score those very same services. My whole life is turning into a gameshow.
Why does everything need a fucking score out of 5?
If I enjoyed the meal and you were a pleasant and attentive waiter, I will tip you a tenner.
If you have charged me for carrying out a full service on my car, yet I can still see the mileage written in my own handwriting on the oil filter that I fitted a year ago, I will leave you in no doubt that I am ‘not best pleased’ and you need to sort the fucker out fairly sharpish.
I do not want, or need, to get home and receive a hatful of Emails asking me to rate my ‘experience’ or whether I would ‘recommend you to a friend’. (Particularly hurtful that one; do I look like the sort of cunt that has friends?). Nor do I want a chirpy follow up Email every day for the rest of my life simply because I once bought a printer cartridge from you.
And even if this practice is understandable and a necessary evil for certain business sectors (thank fuck for Trip Advisor, after all) it seems to have spread to almost every organisation that I have the misfortune to deal with.
Just this week Vodafone Customer Services (Cairo Branch, for some reason), Halfords, Lloyds Bank, my Dentist, my Doctor’s Surgery, my local Pharmacy, SW Trains and Rick Stein are all desperate to know what I think about them. (Just another week in paradise, eh?) I also signed up to do a very popular charity cycle ride in the summer and in addition to asking if I was male/female/trans/other and what ethnic group and religion I represent (surely riding a bike is one of the few things we can all do without disagreeing?) I couldn’t complete the registration without doing a 3-page questionnaire about the registration process itself. For Fuck’s Sake!
Even the local plod, who were far too busy to send someone to investigate when I had a bike nicked out of my garden shed before Christmas, were quick enough to offer me counselling as a ‘Victim of Crime’ and then sent me a bloody online questionnaire to get my ‘Valued Feedback’ on the service provided.
Fuck right off. What about getting my Valued Bike Back instead?
PS Don’t waste your time letting me know what you think about this nomination or anything above, where you first heard it or whether you would share it with a friend. Your scoring – especially if it contains any criticism – means nothing to me and will be given a good stiff ignoring. I need to send out these bullshit questionnaires because some ISO auditor said it would prove I have a Quality Control system in place, but I don’t really give a fuck and I’m not going to change anything based on your response anyway. Save your breath.
Me; ‘hello’
Caller; ‘good morning! Is that Mr Knee?’
Me; ‘who’s this?’
Caller; ‘aaah, my name’s Natasha. This is a courtesy call…’
Me; ‘a what? What’s a courtesy call? Hang on, what are you selling?’
Caller; ‘aaah, I’m not trying to sell you anything. We’re in your area…’.
Me; ‘if you’re not trying to sell me anything, why are you phoning me?’
Caller; ‘well, it’s a courtesy call to offer advice on new kitchens…’
Click! Brrrrrrrrrrr…
Just so you know, cunters, because I’m sure you’d never have guessed, that ‘courtesy calls’ are absolutely positively not nuisance calls. ‘Courtesy callers’ are absolutely positively not trying to sell you anything. Ever. They’re just trying to brighten up your day by adding a bit of novelty. Bless!
