The French (6)

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

Doctor Who (4)

I know it has been cunted already and we all know that it’s now a woke propaganda vehicle, but the show and the BBC deserve another cunting for the latest, and final nail in this once great show’s coffin.

The fact that the BBC appointed a female Doctor was just part of a grand and dastardly PC plan. Choose an attractive enough actress in Jodie Whittaker to make the change more acceptable, and although real and longstanding fans had misgivings, the libfuck wokeflakes and cunts at the Grauniad were ecstatic. However, Whittaker must now realise she had been well and truly duped and that she was merely a guinea pig and a PC test subject. For already her days as the Doc are numbered. There is a new Doctor coming up and – you fucking guessed it – they are female and yeah, (drum roll) they are black.

The new black Doc will also have that mincing blancmange, John Barrowman, as Captain Jack and as the sidekick. They say Whittaker is going to continue, but its only a matter of time. A female Doctor is not enough for the psychotic, woke mob and a white one was never going to last. With a black female Doctor in the works and a Packing Stan Lee Master, I don’t think the BBC or the PC cunts Gestapo will be satisfied until the entire cast is ethnic or queer. Steven Moffatt was a cunt and still is, but Chris Chibnall is an even bigger twat. They were probably planning this as far back as Matt Smith’s time on the show. The plan to have a black female lead and turn a once fine series into a propaganda piece that would put Leni Riefenstahl to shame…Cunts!

Nominated by Norman

St. Greta of Thunberg (5)

Another rising sea level cunting please, for this august site’s favourite Scandinavian window licker.

Supposedly 30,000 climate numpties rocked up in Bristol to see young Thunderbox lecture them on the planet being on fire..fucking hilarious really when it was pissing down with rain. I note the little cunt was not telling them to turn off the electrics, heating etc, ditch the smart phone, stop popping out sprogs, etc.

Fucking schools shut and Bristol City centre grinds to a halt, all for a bunch of cunts.

Anyhow seeing as her grandfather popped his clogs earlier this week, shouldn’t she be at home sending the old cunt off to Valhalla? It’s about time young Priti Patel had the whining little cunt down as an undesirable immigrant/ alien. Fucking climate change wankers: wake up, smell the fucking coffee and realise that the problem is fucking overpopulation. A massive Coronavirus on the spaccy twats.

Oh, and a kick in the little cunt’s box as well.

Nominated by CuntyMort

David McCallion

David McCallion was diagnosed with breast cancer and had a mastectomy. I’m not trying to kick a man when he’s down, and most people here will have been affected by cancer in some way, but that aside this guy is a cunt.

He’s gone to the press whinging like a little bitch that’s he’s excluded from certain Facebook support groups because he’s a man, and the women who participate prefer them to be all-women. There will be dozens of other cancer support groups he can attend with all sorts of people affected by cancer; you don’t need to attend a specific breast cancer one to be in personal contact with people experiencing the same issues around having cancer. There’s perfectly good reasons why women should have an all-female group: losing a breast is a very personal thing to a woman, but for men it’s just another part of the body. You simply will not appreciate the same specific worries and experiences as them, around body image and sex for example.

So, man the fuck up, for fuck’s sake! This cunt taking the issue to the media for his fifteen minutes, looking for sympathy as some kind of discriminated minority for not being ‘included’, is fucking pathetic. I feel like there’s just no end of cunts trying to get on the victim bandwagon. What the fuck happened to British stoicism? Waaaa I can’t join a Fuckbook group waaaa…! He’s a grown fucking man, so act like one! We’re not talking about some millennial cunt here. He’s a middle aged dad and must have had to deal with all sorts in the upbringing of his children and suffered other misfortunes. Running to the tabloids because you can’t join a female support group? Give me fucking strength…

https://metro.co.uk/2020/02/24/dad-breast-cancer-rejected-support-groups-man-12291570/?ito=newsnow-feed

Nominated by The Confession of Rev. Shagga

Eddie Izzard (5)

A Whoops-duckie, “Boy, do I feel queer” cunting please, for this overweight, flabby faced poofter in denial, alleged ‘comedian’, who has announced to a theatre audience that he is quitting “entertainment” to become a Labour MP:

https://www.thesun.co.uk/tvandshowbiz/11084704/eddie-izzard-the-sun/

Yes, the whey-faced, entitled sack of shit thinks the voters behind the former red wall in the Labour heartlands will be just duckie with his ageing (nearly 60) cracked face caked in makeup and expensive wimmin’s clothing mincing and fawning round their homes, with his childish and sarcastic little put-downs. Who could take the old queen seriously, especially now the former heartlands have shown their willingness to give the fuck off sign to Labour candidates who they feel do not share their own values? He is not one of us, much more one of them. A typical Soy Boy (well Soy Old Man)…a soft cunt with all the charisma of a pair of Jess Phillips soiled Tena Ladies.

It just shows the drift back to the New Labour era though, that this fairly wealthy, never done a proper days work in his life, mincing, fruit-flavoured heap of confused sexuality can make such an announcement, even before Dame Kweer has been elected. Labour is the home of the self deceiving mincer.

Nominated by W. C. Boggs