Some will regard me as a cunt for nominating this cunt, who had the misfortune to lose her sight some years ag, but she is an “influencer” (a polite term for ponce who uses their looks and their chutzpah to get free stuff to boost to the skies on the internet, and if they don’t get it will leave bitchy negative comments on their site.

Miss Edwards is the face of a brand of shampoo:

Daily Fail Link.

It is her gurning face and little girl voice that boils my piss, in addition to being so self absorbed and narcissistic. “Being blind” she says in her 10 year old voice, she then goes on to describe the perils of other brands of the same thing (the ones that haven’t paid her to be their “influencer”). It is that irritating voice and the faces she pulls, looking for all the world as if she had just entered the lavatory cubicle that Dame Kweer has just left, with the odour of his expenses lunch and the ointment he has just applied to calm his grapes of wrath at their height, and at their most malodorous (like Kenneth Williams advised in Carry On Spying to “give it a minute”), she barged straight in and her screwed up face shows the young lady failed to take that sage advice.

Lucy, dear, confine yourself to your website and stay off TV. She is a ginger nut with a flabby face as well to make things worse Pantene should hire lovely Lisa Nandy, stripped and under the shower as we see her apply their unction. Widescreen and HD of course.

Nominated by : W.C. Boggs

A good solid cunting please for the Royal Mail again.

This militant bunch of bastards aren’t striking for themselves you know – but for us (as I was informed by the local picket line today, when trying to collect a parcel). The only noticeable difference today was being fucked outside the depot, rather than in it.

Yesterday the postman on our business estate came with all his parcel cards pre written – didn’t even attempt to deliver and put through cards, meaning no bugger can get anything until Friday and he fucked off home early.

Gone are the days when Postman Pat waded through 30ft of snow to deliver a letter – he’s probably out on some picket line somewhere, having run out of women to nob in Greendale.

Let’s hope they all end up redundant and have to go to the Jobcentre – only to find that is on strike too.

BBC News Link

Nominated by: The Bald Eagle v2

That’s the way to do it!

Hats off to Aussies, who don’t take no shit when it comes to dealing with Eco warriors. Like Just Stop Oil.

Telegraph News Link

They have a similar hard line approach to illegal immigrants. Read the article, but basically they refuse them landing rights.

Lessons should be learned.

So, why isn’t our Government taking a leaf out of the Aussies Rules?

You’re guess is as good as mine, but I have a vote, none of the immigrants/refugees do, illegal or otherwise.

Personally, I think they’re deliberately fucking up, so we’ll vote the reds in, who’ll need two decades to sort all the shit out, but in four years time the Conning Barstards party will start cacking about misrule and the hard of thinking will believe them.

Nominated by: Jeezum Priest

Perhaps one for Christmas, Admin?

LITTLE JIMMY OSMOND, CUNT OF CHRISTMAS PAST

For those of you who haven’t yet clocked up your half century, a brief explanation. The Osmonds were a singing group of five American brothers, mainly popular with pre-pubescent girls in the 1970s. As a prog rock fan at the time I could barely stand them. However it went from bad to worse when the runt of the litter, ‘Little Jimmy’, was foisted upon the world with this musical abomination. It topped the UK singles charts at Christmas 1972:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YriPIujLtsA

Maybe I’m being a bit unkind to nominate a 9-year-old as a cunt, but fifty years on I find myself still filled with an urge to violently rearrange his porcine features. So please indulge me and allow a 50-year anniversary cunting.

Merry Christmas all.

(Go easy, the poor cunt had a stroke in 2018 – NA)

Nominated by : Geordie Twatt

The last time I claimed benefits was way back in the 80s during Thatcher’s Recession and 3 million out of work. Back then I had to claim Unemployment Benefit at my local “labour exchange” and then the DSS to ratify.

From memory I received something like £18/week, but I had to constantly show proof that I was “actively seeking work” otherwise my benefit (which only lasted 12 months before moving onto Supplementary Benefit) would be stopped or reduced.

Therefore the incentive to find work was very apparent and fortunately I found work after about 11 months of applying (by pen & paper/typewriter. No computers/internet back then)

Ever since then I’ve been fortunate enough to stay in work and contribute shit-loads of income tax and NICs.

But what I don’t understand is how some people on benefits can receives many thousands of pounds in benefits every year and not being forced into proving they’ve been “actively seeking work”

How do they get round the system? I know having kids and/or playing the mental health card are a couple of options, but I’m sure there must be millions of lazy cunts – nothing wrong with them – and yet can play the Benefits game year in year out without any rebuke from the DSS (or whatever they’re called these days)

I ask this because it seems Jeremy Hunt will be increasing Benefits by the rate of inflation rather than wages; while at the same time hitting workers with “tax drag” stealth come his Autumn Statement on the 17th November.

Most people on benefits will also receive more help for their energy and cost-of-living over winter, but next to fuck all for taxpayers.

So how the fuck do these cunts get away with it? What is the secret of their success, because quite frankly it pisses me and probably millions of others right off!

Leicester Mercury News Link

Nominated by: Technocunt