Are Cunts.
Never heard of this cunt before but came across this article where she describes the Royal Balcony as being “terribly white” during the coronation.

That would be because they are a white family you thick fucking cunt and the arm of the family that does contain a black member chose not to attend.

TV companies need to stop giving these divisive cunts the air time. She’s like the female Kehinde Andrews

Following on from the nom by Laughing Gravy. Here is another cunt who has got to grift about racism and evil whitey. David here’s a history lesson for you, Britain stopped it 32 years before the American civil war. It cost god knows how many lives to put a fucking stop to it once and for all. The British people were paying this debt off for over 200 years.

Don’t forget WW1 and WW2 either this racist lot gave more treasure and lives, but I’m sure that hasn’t crossed your tiny mind either.

If you are unhappy which you clearly are why don’t you fuck off back to your ancestral country and do your race grifting there? Thought not, now fuck yourself you CUNT.

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Nominated by LaughingGravy and CuntyMort.

Seconded by Cuntybollocks:

This stupid ‘diverse’ tart has mouthed off on ITV, calling the Royal Family on the balcony during the Coronation, ‘terribly white’.

I’m not sure what this wooden ‘actress’, who definitely doesn’t get acting roles because of quotas, wants. Does she want members of the Royal family to be forced to marry black people at gunpoint? Perhaps put up a DJ booth and have a human beat box competition instead?

I notice she didn’t mention the all black choir? Was that terribly black?

I recently saw a photo of an England youth football team. Every player, bar the goalkeeper, was black.

Does she have a problem with that? Does she fuck, I bet!

It doesn’t matter how much you appease cunts like this, in my opinion, fucking bitch, it is never enough.

Here’s a better idea. She has half her roots in Ghana, so why not fuck off there if this country offends her so much?

I wonder if any African Royal events have honkies on their balconies? For fuck’s sake, I have seen African TV, including South Africa, and honkies are rarely, if ever, seen. Indeed, Supersport SA (like our Sky Sports) used to be great. I have seen it in recent times on IPTV (I know nuffink) and it’s an abomination now. Shouty, unprofessional, unintelligible black ‘presenters’ and ‘commentators’ only now. Absolutely fucking terrible.

Is she arsed that honkies can’t get a look in there? Is she fuck, the fucking cunt.

Half a shillin’ holy communion shoes song to this fucker and others like her.

Express Link.

And a third helping of race bait bullshit from W C Boggs below.

An Old Man, Cry Me A River cunting for this mouthy actress of colour with a massive chip on her shoulder. Not content with being asked to vouchsafe her little opinions on the Coronation, by dint of being in one of those pulp ITV “dramas”, the old cunt jumped on the race bandwagon, by declaring that the Royal Family are too white:

I suppose the old tart was just miffed that her fellow ham actress Meghan Markle wasn’t there flashing her false teeth. I didn’t watch the occassion and had no interest in it, I think a lot of the moaners would have done better and done like me – ignore it.

I get weary and sick of trying – tiredof living and feared of dying – Mama!

A Nugeesque cunting please for Patches, an American moggie weighing four times what it should at over 40 pounds. No photo of the owner here who let Tiddles get this big, but doubtless it’s a gargantuan human Moby Dick look-a-like who thinks kitty is just a bit ‘curvy’.

Anyway, fatso has been rehomed and the new owner has it on a diet. Hopefully in time it will once again be able to scour out it’s arsehole like any cat should. Personally I’d put it on a zero calorie diet and tell the fat feline fucker to catch a mouse if it doesn’t like it.

Express

Nominated by Geordie Twatt

A further helping of feline fun from Ron Knee below.

Cats

Cats are cunts. I should know, having had to put up with one lounging about the house for twenty years, just so the wife can dote on it. After the last little fucker popped his paws, I swore never again, but inevitably gave in to the wife’s tearful entreaties. Enter Gerald on the scene, the lazy fat fuck.

Every day’s the same. He’s outside the back door at half seven in the morning, meowing to get back in after a night on the tiles. Chances are he’ll look a bit the worse for wear after a good fight, with a rip to his ear or half his whiskers missing. Either that or he’ll swagger in looking complacent; a sure sign that he’s put a bit into next door but one’s kitty again.

After threading himself around the wife’s legs to get his scran, he’ll retire to one of his favourite dossing spots to spend the next hour scratching himself and licking his arse before inevitably dozing off, spending the next several hours farting and snoring. Then he’ll wake up at some point in the evening to get his nose bag on before he wants the door open so he can fuck off again. Rinse and repeat.

I mean, I honestly don’t get it. What is the point of having a cat? Left to me, the useless, free-loading twat would be out on his ear, but the wife thinks the sun shines out his arse.

Oh well, I suppose that I should be grateful for the fact that he condescends to let us live in the same house and take care of all his material needs, including his regular vet bills. He’s really on easy street, the little bastard.

I nominate The Arch Bishop of Canterbury.

Yes, the slack-jawed, latent (or blatant) homosexual, His Grace, the Most Very Reverend, Justin Welby,

Is it any wonder the the C of E has totally collapsed, when the person in charge of trying to steer sinners in the direction of God doesn’t even believe He exists? WTF???

Oh for the days of Henry VIII. This prick’s head would have been on a pole quicker than you could say “metropolitan elitist arse-bandit millionaire”.

His lives in a palace, literally, and has the fucking audacity to pontificate on poverty. He made millions from his time “working” for Shell, then bleats about pollution and climate change. Even the Africans have had enough, ex-communicating him and his horror show of a church for his stance on bum-banditry. He bin eatin da poo poo. Obviously.

Anyone seeking spiritual solace from this twat, or his gang of n0nces, shucksters, snake-oil salesmen needs their head looking into. You’d be better off talking to Mystic Meg, and she’s dead. At least she didn’t pretend to believe in a god she openly confessed not to believe in.

I personally believe that Christ was real and what he said was true. Aside from all the personal stuff I believe, one thing comforts my inner Hitler when raging about utter scum like Welby, and it’s this –

God has a special place for hypocrites.

Virtue online

Nominated by Termujin.

 
The Beeg ishu or scav rag as it’s known here.
The Big issue North produced in Manchester is going to stop printing.

It blames the death of the
High street, Corona virus,
The cost of living crisis,
Rising costs of energy,
Tory government ,
Pretty much anything on it’s dwindling sales.

One thing it doesn’t blame is the fact that Big issue sellers have gone from our own indigenous tramps to being sold exclusively by eastern European gypsies .

People in the North don’t tend to like these head scarf and cardigan pikeys.
Whereas they might feel a bit of pity for some home grown Billy ciderpants.

So they can add racism to their list of reasons for failure.?

Guardian

Nominated by Miserable northern cunt.

want their genitals null and void as it were. They want ‘nul point’ for their ‘wedding tackle’. For it is mostly men.

They want it all removed and for their groin area to be ‘smooth’.

The ‘Nullo’ movement started in Japan. The leader in Japan served his penis and testicles at a dinner.
As you do.

So it must be a desire to be a eunuch then. Mmm…

I bet it is an aesthetic thing with them. The penis and testicles aren’t very pretty to look at no doubt.

It will be that. And a kind of Puritism the Japanese have – to be free of sexual desire.

Ken the boyfriend of Barbie comes to mind, naked. Thats what they want- a smooth plastic look all the way round.
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Nominated by Miles Plastic.