The Labour cunts are desperate to pull back the Muslim vote and the Brain of Britain Angie no knickers is championing defining Islamophobia in law.

Get this wrong and blasphemy against Islam will be enshrined in UK law and the argument is why do we need this as discrimination against any protected characteristic is already illegal (Black, Muslim, Bumming)

Anyone can criticise religion, it isn’t protected and why should it be, if it was protected then non believers of any religion would be guilty of blasphemy (yes a bit of a stretch but it if some Imam says Islam is the true religion anyone who disagrees is breaking the law)

Conclusion, we are well on the way to being TRUELY fucked

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Nominated by Sick of it.

This one from Domino(ooo)s

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It’s from 2022, recycled ( committed to being Green, then), to promote their current 50% off ad campaign.

The Domino’s ads in general get on my tits, but also ads for incontinence pants/pads. I’m 70, I don’t piss myself when I cough, sneeze or laugh, I don’t need a product for ‘just in case’, so fuck off.
I’ve already cunted the better, brighter, more efficient at lower temperatures laundry products, so I won’t go there again, except to say I’ve noticed a lack of fit, young birds rolling about under my duvet.

Over to you.

Nominated by Jeezum Priest.

Jaden is the puddled son of jugeared fresh prince Will Smith and his bald missus.

Jaden is all flavours of mental.

Non binary,gender fluid,
Vegan, ( nearly died from that)
He’s full of any New Age, Californian bullshit that he can get his hands on!

He was recently at a award ceremony wearing a castle on his head.

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Cost a few grand that.
Guess where the bloke who designed it’s from?
Transylvania 😀🦇

Hehe I could of guessed.

Anyway, in 2024 in the US there were 83 school shootings.
Jaden wasn’t a recipient.

Life just isn’t fair is it?

Nominated by Miserable Northern Cunt.

This lefty liberal Savile impersonating cunt is at it again. Very into saving the planet because of global warming, but does like his expensive flashy cars which presumably all run on fairy dust rather than evil petrol.

Well, he has quite the track record for driving at excessive speeds. The Rozzers keep catching the cunt and he ends up in court to face the music. This time he was clocked doing 97 MPH on the M6. It’s been a while since I stepped foot in Englandistan, but if memory serves the M6 is a motorway and the speed limit is a mere 70 MPH. Naughty naughty.

Now most folks driving that much over the speed limit could reasonably expect a hefty sanction and a ban. But not our luvvie Steve. Oh no. He’s special you see because he’s on the telly. That’s right cunters, he argued that another 6 points on his license added to the 6 already there would mean a ban and that would interfere with his filming schedule. It gets worse. Here’s a direct quote:

“These projects would be severely impacted, not only affecting my own livelihood but also the many individuals dependent on these productions for work,”

According to Celebrity Net Worth, Coogan is worth around £19 million. The bare faced cheek to claim being banned from driving for a period would affect his livelihood is simply jaw dropping. To then also claim other people in the production(s) would also be impacted by his ban is laughable. Coogan isn’t exactly a captain of industry where a driving ban would force the closure of his business empire and throw all his employees out onto the street.

The man has no shame, no accountability and seeks to use his fame and public profile to get his own way. Naturally the judge fell for it and awarded one-trick-pony Coogan a mere 5 points thus avoiding the triggering of an automatic ban. He also awarded Coogan a fine of £2,500. Presumably Coogan will launch an appeal to have that overturned on the basis that it too will affect his livelihood.

Coogan really is a despicable, duplicitous, self-serving, arrogant cunt.

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Nominated by Imitation Yank.

Seconded by : Norman

An old ISAC favourite back for another cunting. Steve Coogan.

Steve Coogan has been banned for driving for two months instead of six, after telling the judge that a lengthier ban would impact the filming of his series The Trip. The luvvie twat and peaching Labour cunt was caught going at 97mph, well over the 70mph speed limit, while travelling in a Range Rover on the M6 last year.

In a letter to Birmingham Magistrates’ Court (God forbid he’d actually turn up), Coogan urged the court not to disqualify him as he already had six points on his licence and was required to drive as part of filming a forthcoming series of the The Trip alongside fellow cunt Rob Brydon.

Basically, this is Coogan – supposed socialist and ‘ordinary bloke’ (Ha fucking Ha) – doing what so many despicable celebrities do. The ‘Don’t you know who I am?’ routine and expecting special treatment.

We all knew that Coogan was a gargantuan cunt before this. But this proves beyond doubt how big a cunt he is. If that was any of us, we’d get the full ban and be told that ‘it’s the law’. I fucking hate celebrities and what they get away with.

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BBC News.

I’ve got the fucking hump and no mistake I can tell you. Last year I had to get surgery, and as a reward for all the unpleasantness, I booked us a couple of weeks in a swanky drum in Gran Caneria for early 2025. We should be there as I write, enjoying some good wine and food in the warm weather. We’re not; I’ve been grounded by a heart scare.
(I can go on your behalf and sent you a postcard. Let me know – NA)

As a result of this, I’ve been put on a veritable cocktail of no less than six medications, that’s on top of other stuff I already take. As if that wasn’t bad enough, I’m now thoroughly dazed, confused and anxious after trying to wade my way through the fucking Dead Sea Scroll of ‘patient information’ that comes in tiny print in every box.

Where do I begin? Well for starters I’m told that I shouldn’t take the medication if I’m allergic to it. Well how exactly am I supposed to find out whether I’m allergic to it if I don’t take it?

But as you read on, it just gets plain scary; the list of possible side effects and consequences is enough to make you piss yourself. To name just a few, I might suffer vomiting, diarrhoea, constipation and nausea; blurred vision or blindness; rashes, dry itchy skin or hives; fainting, headaches, loss of consciousness, confusion or memory loss; palpitations, heart attack or stroke; severe internal and/or external bleeding; hearing loss (may be irreversible); death (almost certainly irreversible). Don’t take alcohol. Don’t take THIS at the same time as THAT.The list just goes on and on… I’m now thinking that I’ll have to go and see a pharmacist just to work out a schedule.

Oh, and if I suffer any of the above complications, I’m to contact my physician IMMEDIATELY. Good job then that when I saw her earlier, she gave me her private number so that I can contact her any time, 24/7.

Naturally I realise that in putting me on all this stuff, the hospital is trying to act in my best interests, but trying to wade through all the pages and pages of ifs, buts and maybes in each case makes me wonder if the cure mightn’t actually kill me. Big Pharma just wants to cover its fat corporate arse against any and every eventuality of course, but the screeds on any patient information leaflet is enough to leave any punter with a pounding headache and a bad case of anxiety just for starters;

Accord Healthcare.

Go on cunters, just have a look at this one for example. It’s about as much practical help as an ash tray on a motor bike, and about as reassuring as a handshake from Stalin. Read it and weep.

Nominated by : Ron Knee