are cunts.

The main offender is my other half who just won’t acknowledge this. I can stand facing him, about two feet or less away, say something and just get a “what?” or blank look in response. If he’s not facing me, I’ve no chance at all of making myself understood.
If I try and suggest it is time to go for a hearing test, I get told that it is not him and that I’m mumbling. I was willing to consider this but others have said I am very clear. I end up repeating myself so often I feel like a fucking simpleton.

I even went for a free hearing test myself, to hopefully inspire him, and predictably there was nothing wrong with my hearing . Still no interest ( I thought the “free” bit might swing it). If he has the telly on when I’m elsewhere in the house, the volume is so loud that it sounds like a fucking spaceship is landing on the place.

I tell myself it is all part of the journey etc and he does have very many good qualities, but the trouble is I get to work and my boss is exactly the same – he recently got hearing aids which was a bit of respite but one of them is now broken so we have the old situation again, until it is fixed, His wife told me in confidence that she had been absolutely sick to death of everyone shouting around the house, until the hearing aids were fitted.

I know a lot of us struggle with the concept that we are getting on, but when avoiding the issue could get you run over or miss important instructions, surely it’s time to face up to it.

On a tangent, when I was a child, we were aware that one of our cousins was deaf, but his parents would not acknowledge this. Things came to a head when , at a family birthday party, another cousin tactlessly put a large saucepan on the deaf cousin’s head, and started banging it hard with a metal spoon – no reaction. The other adults rounded on the parents, which was unpleasant but did at least mean the poor kid then got the help he needed.

I had trouble finding a suitable link so please dispose of this one if you can find a better one!

independent

Nominated by Mary Hinge.

At the end of each programme there is a screen which says, “If You Are Planning Your Own Grand Design Get In Touch”.

No need for any of that mularky.
I will tell you exactly what will happen. That will save you having to tolerate the smug, slap head cunt, Kevin McCloud.

Your £360,000 budget will triple.
You will end up having to scrounge money from parents and friends.
You will spend your entire credit card limits.

You will not be “in for Christmas”, not this year or the next two.
Your 8 month build will run to at least 3 years.

You will not get the planning permission that you wanted.
You will have to appeal at least twice to get some sort of compromise.

One of you will take over the role as Project Manager because you will sack your main contractor.
This will mean that you will pack in your day job.

Your window supplier will be months overdue with your delivery.

Your wife will get pregnant during the build.

You will end up with a weird house.
It will not be a home.
It will lack any comforts.

All that is inevitable.
It happens in every programme.

Kevin McCloud has made a career of this predictability.
25 year’s of churning out the exact same tosh.

No wonder he is such a smug cunt.

It makes you wonder how these people manage to secure huge mortgages on non standard construction builds, especially when one of them have jacked in their paying job to concentrate on the project.

And………
The people that sign up to have their build featured do not receive one fucking penny for filling up an hour of television time.

grand designs

Nominated by The Artful Cunter.

Some cunter made a comment about this, and it intrigued me.

They don’t go anywhere, they die, having already fulfilled their purpose.

How to keep them out of your house?

Cinnamon – use cinnamon as an air freshner, as flies hate the smell!

Lavender, eucalyptus, peppermint and lemongrass essential oils – Not only will spraying these oils around the house create a beautiful aroma, but they will also deter those pesky flies too.

Another link follows.

cales.arizona

Nominated by Jeezum Priest.

‘P&O owner to attend summit despite row over minister’s comments’

And what did she say? :-

‘The row started after Haigh described P&O as a “rogue operator” in an interview with ITV on Wednesday, after it sacked nearly 800 seafarers in 2022 and replaced them with cheaper workers.’

Yes, these cunts sacked 800 people from Hull and surrounds to replace them with agency slaves. If that’s not rogue, what the fuck is? Worker’s rights eh, Kweer?

However, this didn’t affect Islington, Whitehall or Westminster. Which is the true face of these Labour cunts.

bbcnews

bbcnews Kweer

Nominated by Cuntstable Cuntbubble.

*Deadline Oct 10, 2024*

It’s the end of the fourth day’s play in the first test match between Pakistan and England in Multan, and what a feast of run-making we’ve seen on what’s proved to be a nightmare pitch for bowlers.

Pakistan batted first and must have fancied their chances after running up a very tidy score of 556, including three centuries. England however decided that they were having a laugh, and proceeded to rattle the ball around with gay abandon. Yorkies Harry Brook and Joe Root made 317 and 262 respectively, with Crawley chipping in 78 and Duckett 84, as England amassed 823-7 dec., the fourth highest total in test history.

And what of England captain Ollie Pope in this England run extravaganza? Well, the lad was out facing only his second delivery, without, as they used to say in the golden age of Test Match Special, ‘troubling the scorers’.

You’ve got to feel sorry for him, but at the same time you can’t help but laugh. He must feel like a right twat for missing out on this track. I bet he’d like to kick his own arse, and you can’t blame him.

Daily Fail

Nominated by Ron Knee.