The Deliveroo Ad

That fucking Deliveroo Advert –
Boiling my piss alert, the Deliveroo advert.

I always mute adverts and flick through the channels. Must come by this fucking advert ten times a day, I can’t hear it but it still fucks me off. This and other adverts treating the Covid 19 shitfest like a four month holiday.

But what really, really gets on my tits is the half chat bird at the end of the Deliveroo advert dancing with her eyes closed with pouted lips. And bank, food and NHS adverts. Fuck off.

Nominated by Bob Frapples

Dawn Butler MP


The mouthy, fat lipped old cunt, famous for her expenses swindling has done a Russell-Moyle today by claiming Boris is sending her constituents “out to catch the virus”.:-

This Corbyn loving old slagbag is famous for her “emotional” outbursts. No doubt she is still pissed off by being the least successful of the would-be Labour leadership candidates, and she is still having a girly petulant strop, but why does she have to be as ugly as she is dishonest. The oversized old trollop almost makes Jess Phillips shagable. Would anyone be prepared to atick their tongue up her cavernous arsehole?

Nominated by W. C. Boggs

Fake friends


Ok, I’m steering away from politicians, celebrities and other left wing filth for a change. Today, I’m nominating my mother’s ex-friend, who I shall refer to as ‘shitbag’. This may get a little long, so apologies mods. Shitbag is a hypocrite, petty, a know it all, controlling and, worst of all, the nosiest cunt in the history of curtain twitchers. Nothing, and I do mean nothing, escapes the gaze of this prod nose. Her house backs on to the street my mother lives on and every time a car or van she didn’t recognise drove on to it, my mother would get a text, “who’s that? Where are they going? What are they doing”? Honestly, that’s word for word.

Anyway, I’m nominating shitbag over the manner of their falling out, and the way shitbag has falsely tried to frame it as my mother’s fault. Shitbag has underlying health conditions, not least of which is COPD (which she seems to think is best treated with endless cigarettes). At the start of the shutdown, she received a letter from the government telling her to stay indoors. Being a control freak, in her mind this meant that EVERYONE over 70 with medical conditions i.e. my mother who has arthritis and other joint problems. And she became upset when my mother said, “forget that”, my medical conditions are mechanical. So she’s been going out three times a week. This prompted shitbag, to compose a text to her sister (shitbag’s sister) slagging off my mother, and me (more on that shortly). Unfortunately for shitbag, she’s not very bright, so she sent the text to my mother instead of her sister. My mother responded with a simple “Got the text you meant to send to your sister, I think it’s best if we don’t speak again. Ever”. Rather restrained I think.

I’m also in the firing line because for one thing, I’ve been going to my mother’s on a daily basis. So I’ve been getting slagged. What shitbag doesn’t know, is that I’m officially my mother’s carer, so I have a legitimate reason for going. My greatest offence though, is one that I’m not even guilty of. A few months back while my mother was out shopping one early Saturday, she called me and asked me to pick up something from her house that she’d forgotten. I duly obliged and as I was leaving the street, I saw shitbag stood at the bus stop and I waved. She waved back. A couple of hours later, mother got a phone call from shitbag demanding an apology from me for the unforgivable sin of not giving her a lift in return for a lift to hospital she gave me that was not asked for. There’s just one problem with that which she has either forgotten or is ignoring. Early last year, I took her up to Go Outdoors in Ancoats, Manchester because she wanted to buy a coat (we eventually left empty handed because she didn’t like any of the many women’s coats on sale). Now call me silly, but I’d say, that that outing, which was much further than the lift she gave me, more than returns the favour. But not in shitbag’s mind apparently. And she has been sulking over my not giving her a lift from that bust stop since fucking January.

Most people think shitbag has been studiously observing her government ordered isolation, but she hasn’t. I know, because I, my mother and others have seen her slinking out of her house early in the morning to go shopping, which makes her a fucking hypocrite. This hasn’t stopped her from slagging us off to mutual friends though, and trying to say that my mother misunderstood the text and threw a hissy fit. Unfortunately for shitbag, they already know the truth and have seen the text, so they know that it cannot possibly be misunderstood. But that’s how shit bag rolls, it’s always someone else’s fault. This woman is 74 years old, but acts like a five year old girl. With ADHD. And OCD. She is, to put it mildly, a cunt.

Nominated by Quick Draw McGraw

The Underclass

The underclass truly are cunts aren’t they, today I had to leave Quimson Manor and mix with the plebs today to get my elderly fathers prescription from the Pharmacy in town, so in a queue of around 10 people I was at the back, up pulls an almost new VW golf driven by a fuzzy haired sow and her hipster 30 something cunt of a man, out he jumps dressed in a most fetching tracksuit, rolly hanging out of gob (upper class cunts such as myself only smoke Cuban cigars rolled by a big tittied Latino) holding his new I phone, you might say a bit of a cunt but nothing major, fuck no worst was to come, said cunt then proceeded to rub his weasel under his tracky bottoms while looking at his phone, the dirty cunt, it reminded me why I rarely venture into town, these cunts seem to infect every town, even quiet rural back waters, unfortunately by the looks of his car he has already bred another generation of on the spectrum cunts to infect the world and force me to pay more of my hard earned money in tax to pay for them, absolute cunts to man and beast these underclass wastrels really are.

Nominated by Captain Quimson

Karens

A quick cunting for the 40-something women who take their children with them everywhere, have a blonde bob and spend their boring lives complaining to ‘customer services’, often asking to speak to the manager AKA ‘the Karen’

Because this very successful meme targets women in their 40s, the guardian decided to hire a potential Karen to complain about how it was ‘mired in sexism’.

Who gives a fuck.

Karens have an air about them, and a condescending tone to anyone who works behind a counter or kiosk.

They form little groups on Facebook where they bitch about local amenities. It all stems from wasted potential after studying dance and drama degrees, meeting a professional and giving up the idea of ever working again to become a ‘full time mum’, slopping out a few kids and popping anxiety pills.
That, or they are just complete cunts with pinched up faces, spoiled and entitled from birth. They speak down to any poor sap on minimum wage they feel they can bully and intimidate. Any backchat from anyone they snipe at receives a haughty, ‘do you know who my husband is?’ or something along those lines.

Karens have been in full control-freak mode recently, telling strangers they aren’t complying with the rules of social distancing properly, some are having public tantrums over it.

Karens are basic cunts.

Nominated by Cuntamus Prime