Have to admit a grudging admiration for some of the cuntitude demonstated on this august blog but even I have me limits. The allegation has emerged from the Savile Reports that our Jimmy would slip into the mortuary, hook his old cock out and then Jim Would Fix It up the fanny of some old dead slapper or a little kiddie. And he was not alone.

Bugger me (or not if you are orf the Savile tendency), I may be an old aristo and a trifle laissez faire in me sexual proclivities, but that is hogging it rather. It is alleged that Savile boasted that the stones in his rings were made from the glass eyes of his “friends” in the mortuary. Touching little memento or the kind of thing one heard about Nazi perves in the Death Camps or various assorted psychos principally in the good old US of A?

Forced to pose the question “when is a cunt a cunt” and when do they get promoted to the super league. Savile takes the concept into a whole new realm of degeneration. Calling Savile a cunt gives cunts a bad name.

Nominated by: Sir Limply Stoke