Henry Vincent’s cousin says that in her opinion the people who are ripping down their floral tributes are “scum”.
I wonder what she would call someone who broke into a pensioner’s home with an accomplice to rob the old chap and his invalid wife and threaten them with a screwdriver?
“A loving husband and father of three” perhaps?
Nominated by Allan
This isn’t him – but it does prove that any prick can do it !
A perfect example of the mindset of God-botherers.
Sorry it’s a short nom., but I feel that it stands proud as it is
Nominated (rather aptly!) by Dick Fiddler
Citizen Zuck –
Would you buy used data from this man?
Saw the cunt Zuckerberg on’t telly t’other night greasing, squirming and clamping his arse cheeks tight in petulance before the Congressional Hearing into his allegedly scummy little dealings re Facebook. Looks to me for all the world like the murderous inbred nephew orf some dodgy Roman Emperor. The style is not so much All American Clean Cut as Clean Cunt. As I recall he allegedly ripped orf the idea for Facebook from a college friend. Apparently sporting a rare whistle and tie for the occasion, an honest light blue Charity Shop number. A fine brand, have enjoyed me patronage for many years but be advised, do check the pockets and crotch for deposits before purchase. Yours Truly might have tried that suit on.
If Orson Welles was still around he would doubtless be engaged upon the final rewrite orf his latest Oscar winning production, “Citizen Zuck” based upon the exploits orf the eponymous (look it up cunts) bringer together orf the world through the internet, the above named cunt. You see Zuck has a mission, to make life more tickety-boo by relieving us orf all our shit and stuff (apologies for West Coast nerd speak), the clutter of digital rights and possessions that gets in the way orf our interactions and stops us being Friends or Dictators or Perverts or whatever we want to be. In Zuck Think possessions are bad and the best thing he can do is to take them orf our hands for us. How? He has come up with a Gizmo called the Monetizer which safely converts Stuff into Money which is then held in a very safe place by Zuck and his philanthropic cronies so we need never worry aboit it agin’.
Alledgedly not a Statto so leave that to others better qualified but Zuck must be right because he owns so much money that otherwise would only be a burden to us and has made our stuff useful to select third parties orf a philanthropic nature (Putin, Trump, Clinton, double glazing and funeral plan salesmen ect ect). What bastard cunt has got hold orf my age?
In short, and to cut a long story, Zuck Orf, go play with your Rosebud and monetize your arse.
Niminated by Sir Limply Stoke
Has there ever been such an assembly of monged out fuckwits, all waving their spindly arms in the air like spazzers because they’ve won thirty bob and been visited by king and queen cunty to get the cheque
Is it only for council estate mongs or do normal people ever “win”?
Nominated by Quimlips
Some intensive cunting for BBC sports panel discussions is necessary. For those of you who don’t waste your time watching the shit on offer on the Beeb, a BBC sports panel comprises 4-8 people, invariably chaired by Claire Balding or Gabby Logan, who witter away endlessly and inanely about whatever sport you want to watch when you could actually be watching it.
Yesterday I had the misfortune to endure possibly the most retarded discussion I’ve ever witnessed. It was about the cycling points race which, if you have something vaguely resembling a brain, isn’t particularly difficult to understand. If you’re Rebecca Adlington, however, it is particularly impossible to understand. Fair enough, I’m sure most people don’t know or care about this particular race but why the fuck must this chatter be broadcast on a Saturday morning when most people want to watch the before-mentioned cycling/swimming etc. Surely the red button can be used for those with a fetish for talking cunts rather than for the actual sport?
If you missed it, the conversation in question consisted of one of the cycling ‘experts’ explaining to old rubber-face how the points worked, which resulted in an arseful of shrieking and giggling and Adlington bleating on Stacey Solomon-style about how they go fast and they go slow and fast and slow and why don’t they just go fast? Hahhahahaha – then someone else said they go slow so they can have a cup of tea, cue more shrieking and giggling, then some other cunt said ‘didn’t you see them pass the biscuits around?’ cue more frenzied giggling and shrieking, all the while Balding stuffing her fat head into the picture to bombard us with shit fucking one liners.
When they finally show the odd race, it tends to be followed by a 25-minute interview with whichever Welsh/Scottish/English bint came fifth and hopes to do better the next time but is so amazed that she’s there in the first place and everything is so awesome hello everyone back home etcetera etfuckingcetera.
The one exception to this is Michael Johnson, who has a talent for in-depth analysis that would shame a NASA scientist. How the fuck he can put up with the rest of the twats on offer is beyond me.
Nominated by Galted Asas