Ellen DeGeneres is a totally evil cunt for promoting vegan dog food, by a company she part owns called ‘Halo Pet Foods’.

Apparently, this can of vegan wet dog food has under 6% of protein in it; we all know that dogs should have a minimum of 50% protein in the form of meat (muscle and organ) and ideally in the region of 75%.

If dogs were meant to solely eat your can of chick peas,veg and chemicals, they wouldn’t have tearing teeth and they’d have a chamber in their digestive tract for fermenting plant cellulose.

Ellen, do some research and stop poisoning animals for money.

Nominated by Cuntologist

Billie Eilish is a cunt…

Just how much lower can popular music sink? It’s bad enough having tuneless knobheads and watered down piss like Ed Sheercunt and Lewis Capaldi, but now this horrible, “look at me” cunt is everywhere. Not only is she unbelievably shite, she looks bloody awful to boot.

Once the music world was full of real and talented women: Olivia Newton John, Kate Bush, Lulu, Shirley Bassey, Grace Slick, Kiki Dee, Linda Rondstadt and so on. Now? it’s self-indulgent, pretentious cunts like St. Vincent (don’t laugh), Lana Del Cunt, Paloma Horse Face, or Billie fucking Eilish.

Do they clone these moaning, miserable, up themselves cows somewhere?

Nominated by Norman

Shola Mos-Shogbamimu – a supposed ‘activist’ and quite accurately described this morning (14th Jan) by Piers Morgan as a ‘race baiter’.

This tiresome woman appears all over the media and has nothing to say except playing the racism card at every opportunity. She is also an arrogant loudmouth, who constantly talks over everyone who disagrees with her and can’t accept any contrary point of view.

Sounds just like every other member of the ‘liberal left’.

Nominated by Mystic Maven

I have recently had the misfortune of stumbling across some clips on YouTube of this utter cunt’s appearances on ‘Good Morning Britain’. Every time there is a heated debate to be had on something pertaining to race, diversity, discrimination or even homegrown terrorists, they wheel out this fucking irritating woman with her large, over opinionated piehole and hair weave/do that looks like it was fashioned by Stevie Wonder.

I think they love her on that shitfest show, primarily because she gets as steamed up and loud as that other cunt, Piers Morgan. When they go hammer and tongs at it, the powers-that-be at GMB must be creaming their knick-knocks at another epic barney successfully televised, but I digress.

She may as well come on the show and say nothing but, “Blah, blah, blah. It is because I/you/she/he/they/we are black. Racism is the reason why. Blah, blah, fucking blah.” You could write the script before the cunt has even opened her mouth.

I am so tired of lefty cunts and their 24/7, soap box ranting. There is literally no escape anywhere these days. You can’t even eat your fucking cornflakes and watch a bit of shit TV without one of these cunts being shoved in your face.

Nominated by Nurse Cunty

Never seen this cunt’s programme, but I know she’s an irritating, chauvinistic moron who pulls in a whopping 39,000 viewers and just got the boot from Al Bibim, who are desperate to save money.

Pure class from ‘Auntie’ not bothering to tell the old boot and  instead letting her hear about it on the news. She claims on twitter that she attracted ‘a working class, young, diverse audience that BBC radio and TV news progs just don’t reach’, which is fucking horseshit. You attracted medicated housewives and the unemployable, you sub-IQ skank.

Lets hope Lineker is not long for the chop from the state broadcaster, haemorrhaging viewers, along with dozens of other highly paid, parasitic, metropolitan wankers.

Nominated by Dr Shagga and His Cunt Munching Machine

‘Fair fa’ your honest, sonsie face, great chieftain o the puddin’-race!’

Oh Lord, here we are again. January 25th, and time for Scots the world over to celebrate their heritage and salute that great Scottish-Jewish poet, Rabbi Burns.

Now I’m the first to admit that the greatest piece of luck I’ve ever experienced was to win the heart of a gorgeously sensual Edinburgh lass, but like any of life’s riches, it’s come with some baggage, or a bloody great steamer trunk in the case of haggis.
Now cunters from sarf of the border will have heard of this culinary abomination, but may only have a vague notion of what a haggis actually is, so let me include a brief explanation courtesy of Wikipedia:

‘Haggis is a savoury pudding containing sheep’s pluck (heart, liver and lungs), minced with onion, oatmeal, suet, spices and salt, and cooked while encased in the animal’s stomach’.

Every January 25th, I have to go through the ritual torture of a Burns Supper, where this abomination is served up with tatties and neeps, to the accompaniment of the maestro’s ‘Address to the Haggis’. And I have to like it, or else. Take it from me, haggis is an open invitation to a three-day bout of acid reflux, or a bad dose of the shits, or both. I’m living on borrowed time as I write. The good news is that it’s another 365 days before I have to endure the ordeal again. Still, at least I get a good, warming shot of Glenlivet single malt to wash it down with. Every cloud has a silver lining, even if for the most part, the cloud resembles a ball of lead. And for dessert, what about that other Scottish culinary masterpiece, the deep fried Mars Bar? Man, that’s really living, as any Dying Scot will tell you.

Nominated by Ron Knee