A cunting, if you please, for the organisers of our favourite annual event, the Notting Hill Carnival.
Usually a cunting that is a tradition of the month of August, I spotted a golden opportunity to get in early.
The event organisers are warning that, without government funding, the carnival could be in jeopardy.
The reason?
After a security review costing £100,000 (paid for by several London councils) the recommendations within, though they have not been made fully public, stated that extra security measures must be put in place.
The Met already supply 7000 fatso’s to take the knee and dance with obese black mamma’s in front of the cameras.
The very same fatso’s that the majority of this stabfests participants want to see defunded. Yet they now suddenly want more of them, courtesy of tax payers money.
If I were Culture Secretary I’d tell them to fuck off!
But i’m not. Lisa Nandy is.
Which will mean a big fat cheque and, most likely, free chiggun for all.
Fucking cheek!
Nominated by Field Marshal Cuntgomery.