Elizabeth Banks is rapidly making herself a contender for cunt of the year.

For those who don’t know, Banks is the Director of the latest Charlie’s Angels film (yes, they actually made one). Nobody asked for this film, nobody wanted this movie. And, perhaps predictably, that lack of desire for this film has translated into abysmal box office takings ($8 million so far). In fact, Banks did predict that the she’d directed a steaming pile of dog shit, because before the film was released, was she busy getting her excuses in first. Anyone care to guess who she blamed for the film being a flop? Yes, that’s right, toxic white males.

Banks made a film that was aimed squarely at women, snowflake women. However, the film didn’t flop because it was badly written, badly acted and had that well known charisma vacuum, Kristen Stewart in the lead role. It didn’t flop because non-snowflake women didn’t give a toss about this film. It flopped because white men, a group that the film was specifically NOT aimed at, didn’t go to see it.

White men are responsible for the new Charlie’s Angels film being a massive flop. It’s got nothing to do with Elizabeth Banks herself, who was director and joint producer, it’s white men, because, y’know, white men bad. You see, even though Banks made a film that was aimed solely at snowflake women, Hollywood apparently now considers it to be compulsory that us toxic white males go to see EVERY film they make, so that we can be blamed when it inevitably bombs.

Like I said, nobody asked for this film and nobody wanted it, except money grabbing film execs. I haven’t seen it myself, but considering it’s apparently SJW as fuck, I’m going to hazard a guess that the plot involves an evil white man hatching some kind of nefarious plot to kill a powerful woman/steal a large amount of money/take over the US or the World, or some combination of that. Cue three young policewomen/federal agents/special forces/CIA, who just happen to be the bestest, toughest wahmen evar…being giving the job of bringing said evil white man to justice. This will probably involve car chases, shoot outs in which they never miss, because they’re like the bestest shots evar, explosions and fights in which they hilariously beat the shit out of men two to three times their size. Anyway, to cut a long story short, they eventually find evil white man, whom they promptly beat the shit out of, before arresting/killing him, after he’s had his genitals severed in a manner that the SJW mind considers hilarious. There, my fellow evil white men. Now you don’t need to go and see this shit show…err…film. So, it’s YOUR fault that, like an SJW’s cock, it’s a flop.

The fact that Banks was making excuses before the film had even been released, shows that she knew how bad it was. But rather than do the honourable and honest thing, and admit that she’d fucked up, she chose to do what Hollywood has been doing for the past few years, blame white men. Like I said, the film was not aimed at men. As far as I’m aware, men have not complained about the film. But somehow it’s our fault anyway.

Well, I’m not taking the fucking blame for this. Especially now that Paul Feig (Ghostbusters 2016) has decided to back Banks up. The reason this film flopped, the real reason, is the same reason that so many other films have flopped over the past few years. It’s badly written SJW bullshit.

Fuck you, Elizabeth Banks, you cunt. YOU’RE the reason that your film flopped. Get back to cinematic school.

Nominated by Quick Draw McGraw

say “Movie” again I treble dare you mother fucker!

Yours day Admin.

Time for a festive, seasonal knockabout cunting for Nicola Sturgeon.

How much more irritation can one twat cause to an entire country? This pint-sized penis-repelling gobshite just can’t help herself. Going on and on about a second independence referendum for Scotland. She just won’t stop! She’s like a really bad STD, loads of pain but without the pleasure and NO cure. At least for the rest of the UK there’s relative calm for the foreseeable future, but oh no, not for us North of the border…it’s the “Neverendum” story.

Nominated by EVILSCOTSMAN

The Neverendum…
‘Good afternoon. This is IsAC’s political correspondent Ron Knee. I’m speaking to you from outside the Scottish Parliament in Edinburgh, where I’m joined by First Munter *ahem cough* Minister Nicola Sturgeon’.
‘Guid afternoon’.
‘So First Minister, now that the dust has settled on the general election, you’re renewing your demand for another independence referendum’.
‘Aye. Wull. The SNP says that th’ peepull are entitled tae it, and the SNP is th’ voice o’ Scortlund’.
‘It’s Ron, not Will. Then you’re going to keep up the pressure on Westminster, even though a second referendum has been ruled out?’.
‘Aye. Ye cannae keep Scortland in th’ Unyan if the peepull dinnae went it. An’ we’re tellin’ the peepull that they dinnae went it’.
‘But First Minister, surely you’ve got an uphill task here even if you get another vote. All the crucial issues that are unanswered from last time remain. What about arrangements for the Anglo-Scottish border? And in 2014, people were seriously unconvinced by the SNP’s back-of-a-fag-packet economics. What will Scotland’s currency be? You’ll be out of the EU, so the Euro’s not an option. Will you try for a formal currency union with rUK to retain the pound? If you do, won’t this simply return control on interest rates and economic policy back to the Bank of England? Would you expect the Bank of England, effectively rUK tax-payers, to act as Scotland’s lender of last resort? How are you going to finance all your spending commitments? What about arrangements on defence?’.
‘Erm, aye, wull… this time we won’t alloo th’ peepull tae be distracted by sordid details aboot bawbees. This time it’ll be all aboot wa vision, wrappin’ oorsels in th’ Saltire, oor Manifest Destiny as Scorts; misty glens and glowing malts, haggis an’ lone pipers, land o’ the moontain an’ the flood, the shinin’ river an’ the high endeavour…’.
‘Well, yes; we’re running out of time First Minister, so let me ask you. What if you lose again? Will that really then be it for a lifetime?’.
‘ Wull, erm, aye, naw, ah cannae really say at this moment in time…’.
‘I see, thank you;it’s a neverendum then. Finally, I’m sure you’d like to offer a word of support to your long-time friend and close political ally Alex Salmond, who will shortly be in court facing charges of sexual misconduct’.
‘Who?’.
‘This is Ron Knee in Edinburgh, returning you to the studio’.

Nominated by Ron Knee

I am going to cunt PAD….No not the ones that lay on water, but peripheral Artery Disease. I have PAD, so its personal to me and the Cunting may go off topic.

PAD means that the blood supply to an extremity is restricted, In my case, my lower leg has a limited blood supply. The artery is restricted, almost like a tourniquet around it so my foot at rest is alive, but the simple tasks of walking uses up the oxygenated blood in the limb and it dies, at rest it re-oxygenates, re builds and dumps a lot of dead cells in my body for me to deal with. Very similar to a time I had blood poisoning.

Now the theme of this cunting is not so much the disease, but the reaction of the NHS.

I am inoperable, (fucked, in layman’s terms.) I was given a prognosis of four years until amputation, however, having a massively good immune system, the cunting thing keeps on regenerating. The down side is the change of my walking gait now creates a lot of lower back pain (think of Heir Flick…that’s how I now walk).

All in all its a bag of cunt. Wait until you have gangrene and we will do something.

Thank you NHS .

Nominated by lord benny

I nominate hairdressers/barbers…

No, I don’t want to tell you what I’m getting up to this weekend. Please stop asking me about what I do for a living. Will you stop moving my fucking head around like a rag doll please? Why the fuck are you shaving my neck with a dry, disposable razor?

Enduring the painful small talk, being slung about like a speed bag for a price of £20 and all for a shite, poofy haircut.

Cunts.

Nominated by Hand 2 Gland

What’s the difference? Don’t ask me. I think that it’s one is allowed to wear lederhosen, and the other isn’t. Anyways, they’re all a load of cunts. You’ll recognise one when you come across them – streaks of piss, malnourished, but feeling vastly superior to you or I.

Apart from their yearning to save the planet, they think that such a lifestyle is healthy. It has been proven that they are more susceptible to strokes with a 20% risk increase. Apart from common sense, they are deficient in choline which is essential for brain health. They also suffer from mood problems and hair loss because of a shortage of iron, zinc and protein. So, if some bald, slavering cunt with a gait approaches you on the high street, it’s likely they’re a vegetarian.

My son-in-law is a veggie. I knew him when he wasn’t. He’s been reduced from a chirpy lad who loved a pork pie to a malnourished miserable cunt in a few years. You wouldn’t mind if they kept their lifestyle to themselves, but they’re always bleating on about it. If they visit you for a meal and you go out of your way to shop for a veggie meal and prepare it, all you’ll hear is “I hope you’ve avoided cross contamination and cooked this in a separate pan?” Fuck off, you ungrateful cunt.

All these cunts do is deny upstanding members of the community, such as farmers, a living.

Nominated by Bertie Blunt Rentagont