I know right? What the fuck now!
A number of people identify as “not of this world” believing that they have been sent here to heal humanity or some shit. One indicator is possessing a certain combination of personality traits and mental disorders.
It seems one mental disorder that is required is to believe you are a “Starseed”.
Many questions come to mind like Do you know or not if you’re sent from beyond this world?
Or If you’re here to heal the planet, why do you have mental disorders?
How is this different from Scientology?
As a local cunt I would like to encounter one of these visitors and find out more first hand. I’ll start asking around the nearby smoke shops that sell CBD and glass pipes.
Maybe an Austin, TX homeless camp.
Anyway, read the link if you’re eager to learn more.

Mail online

Nominated by Meat Curtains.

Just exactly how heinous does a crime have to be, before life actually means life?

Now, this is just my personal opinion, but some people are just beyond hope of rehabilitation. look at Paul Gadd for example. They simply cannot control their selves.

I really think we need to bring back the Death sentence. It would give me peace of mind knowing that the monsters are dead, and not under my bed.

Spalding Today

Nominated by Jezzum Priest.

Now, if you read the article, it’s a generic mailer sent to unlicensed properties.
Does that make it OK? How many other families have had this idiotic mail, following the death of a family member.

And this is exactly why it should be scrapped, and the BBC defunded.
This kind of cuntishness needs to stop!
Nazis, that’s you, that is BBC.

The Telegraph

Nominated by Jeezum Priest.

No, I’ve no idea who this elephant is either, but by the looks of the report it must be a popular recording artist or something. It may be a good, bad or indifferent singer, I don’t know and don’t want to know.
My point being, who the fuck could watch this mountain of adipose tissue slithering around on stage without wanting to vomit?

The Daily Torygraph carries a report on the same gig today with the headline ‘Why isn’t this out-and-out superstar headlining Glastonbury?’ I’ll tell you why not – because it wouldn’t be possible to construct a stage strong enough to support her and the fat slags behind her. What a disgusting sight.

Independent

Nominated by Geordie Twatt.

Oh it’s bad, it’s bad.

A feminine looking boy comes home from school. He has long blond hair. He wants to get on the settee after school. But he hasn’t got his favourite ‘Dinosaur’ onesie washed.

Both parents realise but it is ‘Dad’ that jumps to it. Throws the garment in the drum with the ‘Bold’ capsule.

While this is going on we are treated to the words of the Spandau Ballet song ‘Gold” made to sing of the virtues of ‘Bold’.

Anyway Dad gets it to his son asap. And the son puts it on and it feels so nice and snuggly.

But wait! Dad has got one too! (His must have been already washed). And it’s the same version as his son’s.! Only a bigger one. But yes the same colour, the same Dinosaur motif.

And they get on the settee both in their onesies and snuggle up together!

Now Cunters isnt that a beautful way for a father and son to bond?

Youtube

Nominated by Miles Plastic.