Your patience, gentles all , for this is yet another cunting for the Barmy Bullshit Corporation, and I am sincerely sorry if you are already up to here with the crass wokery of this arse-alike outlet. Forgive me.

R4 Extra can still dredge up some decent programming, invariably more than 20 years old, and accompanied by dire warnings that the material may not be politically sanitised. I still listen to it, while hoping against hope that the quality will not decline further. Sure, sure…

I give you R4Xtra’s current production of Ibsen’s Dolls’ House. A respectable enough work of Great Literature, albeit written by a Norwegian cunt and available only in translation if you don’t speak Danish or Bokmål. Regarded as a feminist play (Ibsen denied this), it is lacking only one dimension. Guess what?

Well done you. It needs to be relocated to the British Raj, doesn’t it? With a scintillating cast of subcontinental heroes and European villains*:
Niru Indira Varma
Tom Toby Stephens
Mrs Lahiri Shaheen Khan
Kaushik Das Shiv Grewal
Uma Rani Moorthy
Dr Rank Conrad Nelson
Bob James Allen

* The characters’ names -except Dr Rank’s – have been changed to protect the wokeness.

So not content with fucking up our own culture the Bastard Bollocks Corporation is starting on the Nordics now? Jonas Gahr Støre, the Norwegian PM, needs to call in the British Ambassador for a thorough cunting with an axe.

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Nominated by Komodo

My HP laptop.
Yes, I’m cunting my fucking laptop.

I don’t know what model it is but it is painfully slow, struggles to run a basic text document, let alone Firefox or even NX Studio, without difficulties.

It has now developed a habit of restarting itself and losing portions of my work AFTER I HAVE SAVED IT.

After a positive experience with the Elitebook all of this is exceptionally disappointing.

Nominated by OpinionatedCunt.

I nominated school reunions a few years ago when a friend was invited to one and through a mate I hear that my old year group is planning one for the summer after being delayed by Covid.

It sounds fucking awful and I have no intention of going. I left the area more than twenty years ago and have no desire to see any of my peers again. Have the geeks really inherited the Earth and did the student radicals ever leave university? Are the sporty cool kids now fat and balding trapped in a mind- numbing career at the cracker factory fast approaching middle age? What happened to the good looking girls? Have their looks gone south, their perky tits and tight arses a distant memory and does anyone remember the name of that kid who shit his pants in PE?

All part of life’s rich tapestry I suppose but it doesn’t matter. Jobs, kids, divorces, weddings, coming out of the closet, John transitioning into Jan…I don’t care. I’m a bit of a lone wolf by nature with my own interests and a few close friends, we have all grown up and changed for the better or worse with the world a different place.

The consensus of the IsAC fraternity from the original nomination was a resounding “NO”. Wise advice from my fellow cunters.

The past is the past.

Nominated by Liberal Liquidator.

I freely admit to being an ardent admirer of the female form. A beautiful woman is truly a sight to behold. Step forward the likes of Salma Hayak, Charlize Theron and Penélope Cruz, gifts bestowed by a munificent creator to a grateful universe.

It is however also true to state that there can be too much of a good thing. Step forward the unnamed individual whom I’ll refer to as Ms Plus-size, who has revealed herself to the world in all her glory, courtesy of ‘The Sun’.

Ms Plus-size tells us that she loves to show of her ‘curves’ (well that’s one way of putting it) in a tiny bikini, and that it ‘should be illegal to show how cute she looks’.
Personally I’d argue that she should have said ‘it should be illegal’, and finished the sentence there.

So what do others cunters think? Let the IsAC horn section pronounce judgment.

The Sun

Nominated by Ron Knee. Be warned cunters; do not click the link if you have just eaten C.A.

Is still a cunt.

The slippery fat bastard has apparently done his last show in the USA. Which means – unfortunately for us – the cunt will be coming back here to annoy the shit out of us.

As expected, his American ‘farewell’ was puke inducing stuff. With talentless pop phag Harry Styles paying a cringewothy arselicking tribute and lucky break chav Adele squawking in one key as usual in that dreadful Carpool shite. Also as expected, Corden did his ‘sincere Cilla’ act. With a ‘I love you all’ message and -you guessed it – turning on the waterworks. Well, we know how much he ‘loves’ people like restaurant and airport staff, don’t we? I have heard tales of how he treated his Late show crew like shit and didn’t even know their names, the fat twat is as fake as Bruce Jenner’s snatch.

I for one am dreading this odious, unfunny and obnoxious fat fuck’s return to British TV. Alongside Schofield and Lineker, he is easily the biggest cunt on television.

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Nominated by Norman

A second helping of this tub of Lard from Ron Knee

There’s good news and bad news on the James Corden front.

The good news is that while filming the last ever ‘Crosswalk…the Musical’ section for his final ‘Late Late Show’ in the US, the fat cunt ran into the road shouting ‘don’t honk at me, I’m a star!’ and was promptly run over. The bad news is that the crash was a stunt, part of the ‘show’ where Corden and friends sing songs from musicals on ‘crosswalks’ in LA, no doubt much to the annoyance of drivers.

Well our esteemed son is soon to return to his native shores, ‘to try new things’ and be nearer to family; this being code for ‘The Late Late Show’ was losing $20m a year and got the axe.

He’ll soon be back here then, bringing his fake bonhomie and utter lack of charm to a screen near you. Ricky Gervais really had Corden’s number at ‘The Golden Globes’, when he quipped ‘the world got to see James Corden as a fat pussy. He was also in the film “Cats”, which nobody saw’.

I know what you’re thinking; if only that car had run the fucker over for real. Tell you what, let’s do our own version of ‘Crosswalk…the Musical’. Altogether now, from the musical ‘Man of La Mancha’; ‘to dream the impossible dream

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