
Jeremy Vine is a redoubtable cunt. From his irritating “right on, the mouthpiece of BBC Radio” manner to his unwavering view that he has to own every debate he chairs, the man is one irritating fucking arsehole.
This prick has incontrovertible form for cuntitude; he most publicly flounced out of a pub garden as he was mortally affronted after sensing the faint odour of a cigarette on the table next to him.
After holding up and pissing off a female driver in Kensington on his bicycle by riding down the middle of the road, the woman threatened to give him a robust shoeing. All the weedy prick could do was film her on his helmet cam (and what a fucking helmet), and keep repeating to her, like fucking Rainman, that he had to keep a car’s width from any parked car (in case they opened their door in his path). I would have loved to have seen that and watched the cunt embed his top front teeth in the tarmac.
At the end of the altercation, the woman made a gun shape with her hand and pointed towards him. The BBC had schooled him well; his dopey reply in his best Neil the Hippy voice was “wow that’s not appropriate”.
It’s about time this fossilised dog turd was cunted. Perhaps he could do us all a big favour and cycle up alongside the nearside of a left turning cement lorry to inflict his morose, right on, pious views to the hairy arsed driver. Oops – Vine fruit compote!
Nominated by 60% of radio listeners, Written up by Paul Maskinback
The twat has not worked out traffic lights either.
https://www.thesun.co.uk/news/9526442/jeremy-vine-bike-cyclist-hit-black-cab-driver/