Dead Pool [103]

Posted on July 11, 2018 by A Cunt Who Cunts Cunts

Congratulations to ‘Er Indoors who correctly predicted the death of Peter Lord Carrington, a long standing nomination by her other half!

Carrington’s death on Monday came on the same day as the resignations of Boris Johnson and David Davis – the first time two cabinet ministers quit within 24 hours of each other since Carrington and Humphrey Atkins resigned in 1982.

On to Deadpool 103

Here are the rules (pay special attention to the first one):

1. Nominate who you think is the next cunt on the way out. You can have up to five choices. List your nominations in the comments of this post. It’s the current Dead Pool. Comments not in this post (e.g. in the previous one or other posts) will be ignored!

2. You win if your Cunt dies first.
Then the slate is wiped clean and we start again. Of course, you can always be a really annoying cunt and steal someone else’s dead cunt candidate from the previous pool (like Black and White Cunt frequently does).

Any cunt who tries to cheat by nominating the World’s Oldest Man or Woman is a cunt and will be ignored. Any anonymous cunt who can’t be bothered to make up a name for themselves will also be ignored. Oh, and the usual “Our Blog Our Rules” thing applies.

Nominations are now open on this post only. AND BEFORE YOU NOMINATE, FUCKING READ THE EXISTING NOMS TO CHECK THAT NONE OF YOUR PICKS HAVE BEEN TAKEN ALREADY! Good luck

Baby shower cakes

Posted on July 11, 2018 by A Cunt Who Cunts Cunts

Now, I know a lot of wimmin are fucking stupid, but this is taking the absolute piss…

Baby showers themselves are typical wimmin’s crap, but making a cake for the occasion?! In the shape of your baby?! What sort of warped and satanic shit is that?! People who make, eat, and enjoy cakes that are based on their own babies and real human beings should be fucking locked up.

Sick cunts…

Nominated by Norman

Polishing a Turd

Posted on July 10, 2018 by A Cunt Who Cunts Cunts

Thus the cynical sell-out continues. Blighty’s democratically expressed wish at the Referendum orf the People is flushed doine the khazi. Big Business Rules and Boris Johnson will shortly vanish orf orn holiday again. As slimy as castor oil the Gove Turd turns inside oit and sneaks up its own arse where, as reported, it makes emollient noises. Carry on Cunts. Yours Truly warned several years ago that Johnson is a con artist. An old boy orf the Brussels college that produces all the EU apparatchiks, he has always been in the field as a ringer. Back him and lose your shirt.

The Remainers have fought this particular battle by also masquerading as the opposition and so controlling both sides orf the argument. It follows that when the Leave Brigade should make a principled stand for the democratic will orf the people they instead, as always intended, capitulate. Blighty done up like a kipper comes to mind.

Yours Truly has always wondered at the apparent incompetence displayed by May and familiars but wonders no longer. There were no tough negotiations with Brussels, Brussels bluff was never called, only appeasement and capitulation and a masochistic eagerness to swallow every demand and no preparations in hand to leave. The reason being that the cunts never had any intention orf leaving the EU.

We have been comprehensively screwed me dears so what to do? We have no true democratic representation inside parliament. We are disenfranchised. Beware. That is how revolutions start. There are some old cunts doine me neck orf the woods that are giving a spot of TLC to their trusty twelve bores ready for the Trump visit. They can’t wait to bring doine that stupid fucking baby balloon.

Nominated by Sir Limply Stoke

They even tried to throw the General Election, hoping to pass the poison chalice to Catweasel & Co. Plan being they expected Labour to make the inevitable pigfucker’s ear of Brino, Tories would then ride to the rescue, pick up the pieces and hey presto, normal service is resumed…

Nominated by Ruff Tuff Creampuff

Civil servants

Posted on July 10, 2018 by A Cunt Who Cunts Cunts

A cunting for civil servants. Not the run of the mill fuckers but the Teflon coated high flyers of Whitehall. Cunts to a man or woman and mostly incompetent and certainly remoaning.

The departments they run are ineffective and reactionary for the most part. Home Office being a prime example. Useless for generations. But do these mandarins get sacked or demoted when they fuck up, as you or I would be? Do they fuck. They serve their time.They get a knighthood, huge pension and sit on boards of companies. And all this for going to the ‘right school’ and the right ‘club’ and their insufferable snobbery.

Clear the fuckers out. Spread the departments throughout the UK. Give them performance targets to achieve or they are out. See how long it takes for them to actually perform. The cunts.

Nominated by Cuntstable Cuntbubble

Petrol stations with supermarkets

Posted on July 10, 2018 by A Cunt Who Cunts Cunts

I put forward for a cunting petrol stations with supermarkets. What a fecking pain in the stones they are. I just been to fuel up the mog a job that has had me near apoplectic with rage not only do you have to put up with silly modern cunts that don’t know their arse from their elbow and make filling up a major operation, now you have selfish spunkers doing their fucking shopping whilst leaving their car on the pump meaning I have to wait for 15mins as the cunts are deciding what’s for dinner tonight, then when they do get back to motor they minge about in the cab with absolutely no idea theres other people waiting. I’ve just had to bang on window to get a soppy boy with his wrist full of bits string and bangles to get off Facebook and move, cunt!