Fellow Cunters, for your Cuntsideration:

UK Shortage of nightclub bouncers.

An, “Er’e John, dem trainers is casual-you is not coming’ in!” cunting please, for the shortage of doormen (and wimminz) in the post-Brexit apocalypse.

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No doubt the fault, in no particular order of:

-Institutional racism, in the smacking the shit out of 8 stone drunks sector

-Brexit-meaning a shortage of assorted Olaf’s, Ivans or Dimitri’s to sell drugs and finger underage girls

-Transgenderism-poor, victimised wimminz, who formally played prop for the local mens rugby team, reduced to a tearful wreck, due to hurt words on Twatter, thus rendering them unable to crack skulls and “escort yoo Gentlemen, from da’ premises”.

More none news, industry victimhood.
CUNTS.

Nominated by: Cuntfinder General

About 20+ years ago when I thought I was a dynamic entrepreneur I subscribed in the hope business would come my way. It didn´t. It just brought hustlers and conmen telling me how great they were, trying to sell things to me which I didn´t want. So I gave up and unsubscribed.

Well I thought I had until recently because I obviously still exist in Link In´s cyberspace and am now being bombarded daily with crap telling me how to reinvent my career and explore new “exciting” opportunities.

As I couldn´t give a damn about my “career” anymore and am happy to sink into obscurity it´s just another irritation. However, I have noticed that several people I worked with back in those days are still active and it´s pathetic to see how they are still trying to sell themselves although they must be nearing the end of their shelf lives.

One woman has become the marketing director of a multinational. Good for her but at what a cost. She writes North Korean-style “inspiring” items almost every day, is forever congratulating colleagues on their “achievements” and even uses incidents from her personal life to flag the company message. She has even stooped so low as to regale us with details about her son´s first job and how proud she is of him, complete with photographs. God knows what the boy feels like.

Every one of her comments has her employer´s logo along with its corporate motto. I wonder how she will feel about this slavish public obsequiousness when she is fired and replaced by a younger cheaper sycophant.

The social media has turned people into slaves.

Nominated by: Mr Polly

Improper use of cutlery.

Ads for pre made meals as in dinner for lazy middle class cunts or calorie controlled meals for dim fat cunts and those ones for pre-portioned ingredients to make yourself dinner at twice the price of a shop and several times more the packaging waste (a cunting for all those later).

Without exception none of the actors use a fork properly and it severely gets on my tits.

Even though I’m a working class colonial descended from highland barbarians I was brought up to use cutlery properly not to hold a fork in my right hand not use it “as a shovel” as mum used to say.

Left hand, tynes inverted or you may as well shove your face into a plate like a dog or eat on the floor with your hands like a rug pilot. It’s little things like this that signal the end of civilisation FFS.

Also using a spoon in your left hand NO!

I’m sure there’s a God that act particularly riles, most likely Yasur and he will punish you.

Nominated by: Shackledragger cunt

Cunts who think nothing is their fault… We’ve all met them…

A relative of the wife – and one of the world’s biggest cunts – is a person who can never admit that they are wrong or that they drop a clanger. I have seen it scores of times over the years. If she breaks something or knocks something over then it’s not her fault. Her response is ‘It shouldn’t be there!’ Every fucking time.

If she is being a lazy arse (which she naturally is) and something hasn’t been done, it’s ‘I’m not well’. She also blames her all night computer gaming on ‘insomnia’ and now she’s blaming the menopause (oh my fucking sides!?) for her lifelong inertia. The most recent one was her cocking up an online order for something. Instead of offering apologies or even attempting to put it right, she just marched around yelling’It’s not my fault! I did it properly!’ I checked said order and it wasn’t correct, it was there in black and white.

She then insisted that the company the order was supposed to be with had ‘removed’ details. To which I replied they couldn’t have done. And that a firm can’t doctor what a customer has put on an online order form. I then added that anyone can make a mistake.

Cue femstapo psycho mode and smouldering like a Bombay cack fire. It doesn’t matter what the situation is or how much she is to blame for it. This cunt will never ever admit anything is her fault, and there is more chance of humility from Hitler.

Oh, and according to her, all men are ‘bastards’.?

Nominated by: Norman

(On a slightly different tangent we have a nom due to go live soon all about “Karens”. So please keep on topic. Thanks – Day Admin)

I realise there will be a new glut of cuntings for Adele but on the day her new album – imaginatively entitled “30” – is announced all over the MSM I had to put in my two-penneth.

So big was this “news” that R4’s Today nearly wet themselves blurting it out. This one is about the break up of her marriage. Her previous efforts were about the endings of her other relationships where she castigated the poor sodding men who were unfortunate or daft enough to shack up with the old bint.

And thus we have the ultimate pub singer, done up like a drag queen in her videos, shouting and screeching in a morass of overblown, overproduced, mind numbingly bland, self pitying dirges. Again.

Of course the Karens love her. She is the spokeswoman of the Karen generation. How they revel in the beastly depiction of men. It fits the feminista agenda.

I’m currently rereading a book about the heyday of the singer songwriters in LA in the 60s/70s. Such luminaries as Joni Mitchell, the luscious Linda Ronstadt, Carol King, James Taylor, Neil Young et al.

What do we have now? I give you Adele and Ed Sheeran. Coldplay. Not fit to lace the boots of the golden generation.

I saw the ginger goblin play in Suffolk folk clubs. He was bloody boring then. And Adele would be great in the Fish and Stockings public bar knocking out cover versions of Dusty Springfield hits (badly). As for Coldplay, they are so woke they send me to sleep. 2nd rate wedding band for young couples who go gooey over their “love” anthems.

I rest my case.

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Nominated by: Sir Streeb Greebling