Urgent cunting for Eva Bolander, Provost of Glasgow
She’s just spent £8,000 of taxpayers’ money on clothes, shoes, and beauty products (in the latter example, she is clearly deluded – A weapons-grade munter, whom no amount of cash could ever render beautiful. Just concrete her over. A business opportunity for Pikey Beauty Consultants, surely?)
https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-scotland-glasgow-west-49971577
She has been urged to quit, but is a Scottish Nazi Party Cllr., therefore a Turdgun clone and ally. I’m not holding my breath, unless I accidentally find myself in her undoubtedly toxic company.
Bitch.
Nominated by HBelindaHubbard
A kitten heel of a cunting please for the Lord Provost of Glasgow, otherwise known as Eva Bolander, whom the Daily Record revealed today as having fleeced the fucking taxpayer to the tune of £8,000. This tidy little sum included the purchase of 23 pairs of shoes, haircuts, hats and coats. Of that total, £1,100 was just for the shoes which, by any mug’s mathematics, works out to be an average of nearly £50 per pair.
I think it is safe to assume that this utterly rotten cunt was not claiming for site visit safety boots, or appropriate disaster-relief footwear to visit Glasgow’s more undesirable areas. The materialistic nature of women like this is cuntworthy enough, but to have the absolute cuntitude to claim for this kind of fucking thing from the public purse is utterly appalling.
On a good day, I would suggest simply beating some sense into the cunt with her own ill-gotten stinking stilettos.
But this isn’t a good day. It is a very bad day in fact. So instead, I’m going to suggest that we pool together to hire a crack team of 5-10 foot fetishists, send them around to this cut-price version of Imelda Marcos, tie her to a chair and force her to watch as the deviants feverishly hump and molest those shoes until they are as beaten up as Katie Price’s cooter. Next, we make her wear the most torn and jizzed-over pair whereupon she is frogmarched into Govanhill and then publicly flogged with an improvised flail made from her frivolous hats and coat leathers, whipped brutally to the fevered chanting and whistling of Glasgow’s crack-addled finest.
Did I forget anything? Oh yes, she is a fucking cunt.
Nominated by The Empire Cunts Back