Ces Chattes Francaises
(Those French Pussies….this CSE French (Grade U) admin had to Goggle Translate it)
Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear. Negotiations on a post Brexit trade deal with our EU ‘friends’ have barely gotten past the non-handshaking (Coronavirus alert!!) introductions and ‘Les Cunts’ are throwing a strop. We’re being ‘warned’ (that’s Diplospeak for ‘threatened’) by the French that their fishing boats will block cross-Channel ports if their fishermen are denied unfettered access to UK territorial waters after the transition period ends.
Now on the face of it, it’s the Frog fishermen who are directly threatening us, but I think that we can safely assume that the conniving French government is complicit in the threat. President Emmanuel Microbe has apparently advised EU leaders through ‘diplomatic channels’ that restricted access to UK waters ‘would spark protests on the streets of France and cause civil unrest’ (oh the irony!). The jumped up little cunt has also had the gall to state ‘if we do not get the same access as today, we will seek compensation’ (try going to Brussels with that sunshine!). Looks like Micron will clutch at any straw to deflect attention away from his own domestic disasters by trying to funnel hostility our way.
Now admittedly, this would be very dodgy for us, given the fact that about 17% of the UK’s trade in goods (worth about £100 billion annually) goes between Dover and Calais. A blockade across the Channel could cause a load of trouble with our exports, and no mistake. But hang on a sec; won’t those goods that the Frogs want to export to US be stuck too? Piles of cheese, fruit and vegetables all rotting away, all those cars and bottles of wine unable to get through…
Strangely enough, the idea that a ports blockade works both ways doesn’t seem to factor into French thinking; either that, or they’re too barmy to care. Perhaps they’re ready and willing to cut off their noses to spite their faces. It’s a funny thing too, but I’d wager that no Frenchman has given a thought (make that a flying fuck) about the welfare of fishermen when it’s been BRITISH fishing communities being sold down the river and left to rot all these years.
Go on then, you tosspots. Spit out your Gauloises, throw your berets out of the pram, and find some tyres to burn on the quayside. It’ll hurt us, but it’ll hurt you just as much, if not more. You can no longer plunder UK waters as though you own them. Boris says ‘NON!’ and he knows he’ll be strung up if he goes back on that now. So as we say around here, ‘ALLEZ VOUS FAIRE FOUTRE!’ (Screw You!) avec fucking knobs on.
Nominated by Ron Knee



