Freddie Mercury is a cunt…

Nothing to do with his singing ability, and although Queen are overrated, it’s the revisionism and that sanitised film that’s annoying… This biopic comes out and Freddie is seen as this ‘character’ and ‘card’ who was ‘outrageous’ and of course with him being ‘that way’ that is entirely acceptable in today’s PC obsessed world… The thick masses and cinema goers (who these days are mostly stupid cunts) will laugh about Mercury’s ‘flamboyance’ and how ‘outrageous’ he was… But they’d wince if they had a real biopic of the man… His ‘famous parties’ were actually infamous, and he made Casanova look tame when it came to putting it about… The film also omits to say that he put in the wrong place too many times with too many men and that is what killed him… But nah, the lemmings think ‘What a character’ and clap along to ‘We Will Rock You’… To be fair to Mercury (who never hid what he was), he might have hated this cleaned up biopic and it’s just a way to make more money for ‘Brand Queen’… A good singer and frontman he was, but a ‘lovable rogue’ for the PC age? Count me out for a start…

Nominated by Norman

Lost socks are cunts. You know the drill – you get a load of new socks for Christmas, in some cases so many that some pairs still go unworn in the following month, only to find that by the time summer rolls around you’ve already lost at least half of them. Followed by barely having enough to last a week by autumn/winter time. Why the fuck does this keep happening? Anyone know?

Nominated by OpinionatedCunt

Parking Obsessed Neighbours Are Cunts.

Fucking morons who deliberately box you in and think they actually own the bit of road outside their house. One cretin just said to me,oh i’m allowed to park outside my neighbours house because he’s given me permission,IF you don’t move i’ll call the ‘ol bill. Fucking dull,useless cunts,i wish I could live in a detached gaff with no cunts for 20 miles in all directions. I’m becoming a Sociopathic Cunt in my 60’s.It’s not me, it’s all the other CUNTS.

Now get outta my fucking sight!

Nominated by Twinkletwat

If you think that the Frog president is a cunt shout ‘aye!’ (well, at least type it in).

The Gallic pipsqueak has recently sparked ‘disturbances’ (got to hand it to Les Cunts, they do a decent line in civil unrest) by increasing fuel taxes, supposedly as an environmental measure. With riot police and water cannon on the streets, the prick then has the cheek to try and shift the blame on to Marine Le Pen, claiming that she had incited the trouble.

I think he’s been rumbled and knows it, as the French increasingly come to recognise that they’ve elected a cunt. Finding himself in more than a spot of bother domestically, of which the fuel tax unrest is merely a symptom, the little weasel has tried to deflect attention and regain a bit of credibility by playing the foreign card. He’s stated that unless the UK is willing to ‘compromise’ in negotiations on fishing rights, talks on a wider trade deal will be ‘slow’. Translation; ‘give us the access we want to UK waters post Brexit, or we’ll throw a spanner in the works’. Without an agreement, the so-called ‘backstop plan’ would likely be implemented, and with it, a ‘temporary’ customs union for the whole of the UK.

It would be funny watching this shifty little pimple posturing, but for the fact that Theresa Wimp is probably pissing her pants at his crude blackmail rhetoric. My response to the slimy twat is simple. Stick to doing what you do best, namely, giving us your excellent Marshal Petain impersonation as you shove your head further and further up Reichfuhrer Merkel’s arse. In short, fuck off.

Monsieur, sans aucun doute, tu es une chatte.

Nominated by Ron Knee