Well it has been almost a year to the day since my last “travellers” cunting – heavily quoted because travellers is PC speak for feral free-roaming fucktards.

They’re in the news again, this time for allegedly (come on, we all know the score) successfully murdering a policeman by dragging him along the road with their vehicle. Probably a shitheap stolen white ford van with no tread, rusting metal work, and one blinking brake light that twitches.

I’m not sure what vexes my piss more. The fact that these free loading cunts were caught stealing, the inevitable whinging commentary from upstanding members within their shitheap, or the fact that the media once again delights in evading the correct terminology to describe these unrefined wankgibbons. ‘Camping site’. Yeah, that’s exactly what it is. Fucking media cretins. No comments allowed on any of their articles no less, no chance to correct this violation of distilled cuntery.

How this can continue? Easy as pie in PC land, where rainbows fly out the arse of every media outlet, but no critical cunting when a cunting is well, well overdue.

Travellers my arse. Cunts.

Nominated by The Big Chunky Cunty

Farmers Markets are cunty concepts, aren’t they?

Overpriced, mangy-looking fruit no doubt picked by dole-claiming Romanian drug-dealers who at this very moment are burglarising your house.

Shitty, tasteless vegetables that resemble a chubby snowflake’s mistreated vulva. Half a dozen pissy, sorry-looking olives three times the price they are in a supermarket.

Why in fuckery would I want to purchase this overpriced cack, let alone be within whiffing distance of a farmer dunce? Why these gammon-faced retards are allowed anywhere near civilisation is beyond me. Pikeyish farmers who know neither basic English nor basic hygiene, the evidence of this being the putrid hum from their frayed clothing, stained from their feasts of dog food Fray Bentos and dead pigeons. Within fifty yards you can smell their disease.

Stop clogging up my town with your inferior produce; Stay in your caravan, with your hobbies:- trying to operate a toilet, drinking cheap whiskey, avoiding bathing, and fucking family members.

Nominated by Captain Magnanimous

Emergency cunting for Xavier Bettel, Prime Minister of Luxembourg, who tried to set Boris Johnson up today by scheduling an outdoor press conference in front of over 100 noisy jeering pro-EU, anti-Brexit ‘protesters’.

Boris politely asked to have the conference moved indoors – no chance came the reply, that would spoil our cunting plan to humiliate you and make you look like a cunt.

Boris told him to shove his press conference up his reeking arse and promptly fucked off:

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=kyL6thXi15k

Nominated by Ruff Tuff Creampuff

A blue-light, sirens wailing cunting for Lincolnshire Fire and Rescue Service, please.

This shower of shite have dropped the children’s character ‘Fireman Sam’ because he’s male, so not inclusive. The children’s character will be replaced by ‘inclusive, gender-neutral’ coloured fire extinguishers. You’re supposed to be the fire brigade, not the PC brigade, you pandering cunts.

Makes me want to weep.

Nominated by DCI Gene Cunt

Lincolnshire Fire Service:

https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-lincolnshire-49661970

Maybe if you’re a carpet muncher then you should be able to be put at your ease and phone an all women fire brigade to put your house fire out. Please Dial 911 C-U-N-T for this service.

Now who would really want those self serving ‘privileged white males’ coming around and risking their privileged lives to put out a house fire, or sweep up a suicide on a train track, or clean up after a multi vehicle motorway pile up? I do for certain, and I hope the cunt or cunts who decided upon this bollocks find themselves in the same pile of kindling as Joan of fucking Arc.

Nominated by Cuntsince1066

Matt Healy, lead singer of the wankishly named band ‘The 1975’ is in need of a cunting.

This snowflake previously helped finance a new LBGTQ community centre and was quoted in the Observer as saying, “You might wonder why it is needed, and even ask yourself what exactly is everyone still scared of, but sadly, I think stigma still exists even in London and we still have some way to go.” Nope, nothing to do with stigma at all you lefty cunt, more about having LGBTQ rights shoved down our throats by every snowflake at every opportunity.

It’s YOU that doesn’t get it. WE simply don’t care. WE don’t give a fuck if George wants to be called Nancy, use women’s toilets and play with men’s tackle. Do it, I don’t fucking care, just don’t bleat on about it. And don’t fucking tell me what I should think about it. I THINK it’s fucking bonkers. I THINK it’s fucking depraved. I THINK it’s a mental illness borne out by the fact that the suicide rate for the trans community is through the roof. But maybe it’s FACTS that scare you, you, fuckwit.

But anyway I digress. This bellend’s latest transgression is to kiss a male member of the audience in the UAE in defiance of the country’s anti LGBTQ laws. Fine mate, you might get away with that sort of thing anywhere else, but the UAE? You want to take that on? Maybe a few months in a prison shithole being rogered up the wrong ‘in by Mohammed, or should I say Mrs Mohammed, will change your liberal view point.

Utter cunt.

Nominated by Bellendiousmaximus