Class War [2]

I see that MP Jacob Rees-Mogg has been targeted outside his house by a bunch of rent-a-crowd gobshites, this time from self-styled ‘anarchist group’ Class War.
This bunch of abhorrent, santimonious loonies doorstepped The Mogg and his family, hurling such niceties as ‘your dad’s a really horrible person’ at his kids.
Now The Mogg’s a big boy, and can take the rough and tumble of politics, but having these offensive wasters turn up at your door spouting their bile, particularly when it’s aimed at your kids, is way, way beyond the pale. These prats should be ashamed of themselves, but shame is not something they probably have; no doubt it’s too ‘bourgeois’ a concept to consider according their orthodoxy.
Still, every time these septics carry on like this is a time when they undoubtedly antagonise and alienate yet more people, so I suppose some good might come of it yet. But I’m already antagonised, so a simple ‘fuck you’ will suffice as far as I’m concerned.

Nominated by Ron Knee

Minister For Suicide Prevention

In January Mavis appointed a Minister for Loneliness. Now she has appointed a Minister for Suicide. Are these rich cunts and their political puppets trying to tell us something?

Oh you are so angry and depressed. Of course i’m angry and depressed you cunt, my country is being stolen away from right under my fucking nose. Oh, but you have to accept times change.
That’s right , we had a vote on changing times, my side won and now you are stealing that change away from us you cunts!

Er…..yeah but not all change is good….. why don’t you take these pills….you’ll feel much better. Stick your happy pills up your arse bitch!

That’s it innit? They want to convince us that our anger stems from some personal issue, that there’s something wrong with us rather than them. Hello boys, you are all mental don’t you know?

It’s an old trick used in Nazi Germany, the USSR and many other totalitarian regimes. Once they have labelled you then they can lock you away somewhere, for your own good of course.
There are dark times coming ladies and gentlemen and we are the only ones who can see it. But then we are all fucking crazy of course.

Nominated by Freddie the Frog

Glasgee Smile

Nice to see an old 18th Century style orf retribution still orn trend amongst ex-pat villains in Spain. If the geezer is feeling generous you might get the old Newcastle Nod first but wether you wake up orn the beach orn in horspital it will hurt. Now this is not your normal glassing but a De Sade refinement orf same wherebye slits are made in the corners of the mouth and upwards and the punter made to scream by bottling his bolloxs or glassing his arse. Other variations are available. The slits are thus ripped open as the punter opens ‘is mauf.

The genious orf it is a clever brief and a judiciously bribed judge will get the charge doine to a slap orn the wrist, a minor assault rather than GBH. The punter was only given two little nicks and the rest is doine to him. Should ‘ave kept ‘is mauf shut see. Poetic in its way.

Nominated by Sir Limply Stoke

BBC radio religious sermons

BBC radio religious sermons.
I’m stuck in a JCB all day working and listen to the radio to keep me going.
Listening to local stations isn’t an option as they tend to play the same shit ten songs on loop.
I listen to radio 2 mainly and a little of radio 4.
I can just about can put up with the cunty DJ’s although Chris Evans is another cunting.
Having to listen to some religious cunt start telling a story about something that happened to them in the past which always ends with a nice meaningful ending. Jews, peacefulls, Christians and any other religious sect they’d have on to waffle on about shit.
It’s my first cunting and I do really hate them at the beeb forcing this shit down my throat.
CUNTS

Nominated by Twatakincuntrubber

Dogs Against Brexit

An emergency cunting for the league of remoaner tossers who’ve descended on Parliament today, with their yappy little Yorkshire Terriers, Shit Tzus and Bicon Bitches (you made me look those up, you cunts!). I’d love nothing more than to steel toe punt these pathetic little butt sniffing cunts over the horizon, along with their repulsive owners.

Apparently Brexit means less veterinarians and over priced wanky dog toys. Personally I couldn’t give a toss so long as there’s no shortage of doggy bags to keep my local kerbs relatively link free. If all these frivulous novelties get more expensive and less cunts buy these rugby ball sized stanky mutts as a result, then I’m for Brexit even more!

I hope Westminster council saves all the full doggy bags from today and hurls them up on to that cunts ‘Bollocks to Brexit’ sign at Pimlico Plumbers.

Nominated by The Big Chunky Cunty