Plastic Straw Guilt Trippers

GIant plastic straws, such as these specimens, are threatening to suck up all of the world’s water. Here we can see the Atlantic receding hundreds of miles.

Plastic Straw Guilt-trippers are cunts, aren’t they.

When did plastic straws become the supervillain? Why has this issue become the obsession of the meeja?

It’s there in every lazy journalist’s news list; it’s there in our miserably incompetent PM’s laser sights; it’s there in the ten-minute epilogue at the end of David Attenborough’s Nature programmes – a one-hour episode consisting of 50 wonderful minutes of Penguins arseing about, five minutes of ‘how it was filmed’ and then five minutes of what awful people we are for being Westerners.

Naturally it’s all OUR fault. The egregious West. Yes, yes, the film of the turtle was horrible and the floating pile of plastic is awful. However, isn’t this shifting the blame from huge corporations onto the ordinary pleb who is trying, attempting, endeavouring to be as environmental as possible? Instead of blaming the proles for Global Warming, what about banning plastic cup lids, Starfucks?

In a world reeling with people broadsiding democracy, acid being thrown at passers-by, murders by smock-wearing religious retards, the media prates about this. You can stab people while shouting Alläh Akbar but you can’t use a plastic straw!

This is a rapid-easy fix to the real problem of littering and is desperate, piss-poor journalism written by cunty, po-faced whelps.

Nominated by Captain Magnanimous

Mohammed Akunjee


A peaceful but legal cunting, your Honours for this nasty piece of trash who is the “lawyer” for the family of the 19 year old whore and Jihadist fancier, Shamima Begum. Apparently the little trollop has now dropped her baby (a boy the poor little cunt) and is clearly working to rehabilitate the strumpet. “It’s a boy” says his recent twat:

How could any decent person have sympathy for this girl and her rancid family, even if being paid for legal services.

Nominated by W. C. Boggs

Ailing MPs


A gentle, RIP cunting please, for those “honourable” members of parliament who really do feel they are a special case and the usual rules of employment don’t apply to them.

These thoughts are bought on by the death yesterday of 84 year old Labour MP, Paul Flynn, who, by his own admission, had been bedridden for some months. He has been described as a “principled” man, yet it seems his principles didn’t stop him from claiming his £77,000 a year to do a job he was apparently physically incapable of doing.

Mr Flynn is by no means alone in continuing to get paid for political work long after he was incapable of doing it – so many MPs of all parties seem to keep their seats only to expire “after a long illness”.

Mr. Flynn was going to stand down when “the time was right” and he was a Remainer who wanted a second referendum. Sadly, like so many of them he believed rules were for other people.

Nominated by W. C. Boggs

The CBI

The CBI

Officially The Confederation of British Industry, in reality Cunts, Bastards and Idiots.
The relentless Remain agenda and threats to their comfortable boardroom lifestyles on the backs of the workforce. Of course it’s in their interests in Free Movement allowing them to import an endless supply of cheap foreign labour and maximise their obscene bonuses and share options.

Big business in this country has become synonymous with tax avoidance, speculation, over-remuneration ….. all cushioned by a declining Exchange Rate allowing them to export ever more cheaply.

The CBI are no more than the association of spivs in suits designed to lend them an air of respectability.

Nominated by Isaac Hunt

The BAFTAs

The BAFTAs

I’m surprised no one has already cunted this.
The highlight of the evening was Andy Sirkismyass, stating “film without music is like Queen without Freddie Mercury”……..Funny they’ve toured several times as Queen without him. Anyway he then made a weak reference to Britain without Europe or some such bollocks.

At the end of the day just by looking at the nominees you knew it was either going to be the black person, the woman, a film no one has heard or or some Johnny Foreigner.

BAFTA, acronym for

Bring
Another
Fucking
Twat
Along.

Nominated by Halloween Cunthook