Yet another cunting for this vacuous, cretinous looking arsehole, who is “celebrating” his second term as London Mayor (I doubt many sane Londoners are!) by unveiling a piece of art for Piccadilly Circus underground station – created, if that be the word, by ageing shirtlifter David Hockney, who at 83 seems to be well into his second childhood:

https://www.bbc.co.uk/newsround/57092749

What a piece of shit! – but with the old nancy boy’s name attached to it you an be sure it came with a hefty price tag.

To think that little fucker does sod all about the rising knife crime in London, but an turn his attention to puerile daubings like this. Hockney and Khan ought to be sent back to infant school to learn how to draw and – who knows, if they stay long enough? – just a little bit of basic education. By the way, Sadiq, for a bus driver’s son, you are a rotten art critic.

Nominated by: W. C. Boggs 

If you are not willing to use the talents, aptitude, intelligence, and assets at your disposal to make a life for yourself, you have another option.
Victimhood.
(I know it’s not a real word so don’t get pedantic on me)
This allows you to be as big a cunt as you can. You can impose on the world to feel sorry for you because you have had your chances to be all you feel you should be taken from you somehow.
We are expected to automatically extend to you special consideration and privileges because you claim to have been wronged something or someone.
You feel that you are a product of real or imagined unfairness.
You wield power over and seek to bludgeon the rest of us into agreement with your claims and accommodate you in every way YOU feel you deserve.
To you I say this:
We are ALL victims of something because we live in an unfair world.
You are choosing a lazy and weak path.
You are a victim of your own desire to take an easy path and don’t give a fuck about anyone but your own worthless self.
Don’t expect me or any other productive person to bow to your requirements.
People like you who play this card make me sick and I see the world being MUCH better off without you.
You are a cancerous boil on the ass of this world and need to be lanced and cut out with a mellonballer you CUNT!!
These vermin make my head explode. Below is a link to a story about Harry. The “victim” that prompted this cunting:

https://mol.im/a/9575117

Cunt is as cunt does.

Nominated by: Meat Curtains

I’ve noticed this creeping into more and more aspects of daily life, be it cunts on the idiot box, radio, Internet or the population in general.

The lack of very basic knowledge about anything, seems to be a source of great hilarity for these cunts. I think París is a country. I don’t know who Winston Churchill was. I don’t know when WWI took place.

The latest advert for Alexa, where the cunt is helping his sprog with its homework and doesn’t know when Pompeii was destroyed or by what volcano brought about this cunting.

Useless wallopers.

Nominated by: McCunterson 

The Football authorities (in this case UEFA). Stupid, corrupt, bent, backhanders all of these words spring into my mind when I read the article (see link below).

Now I am not suggesting that UEFA are any of those things, however, try as I might words; like sensible, fair to the fans,(save them a whole wad of cash), and the competing teams do not come anywhere to mind when reading it.

Chunky flu as prevented the final from being played in gobble Bernard Matthews land. This gave UEFA a dilemma, (my arse) play it in England where both finalist are from or make every cunt fuck off to Portugal?

You can’t make this shit up. Now, like I said I’m not saying the decision was bent or corrupt etc. but for the life of me those words stay in my head just like the old Kylie song.

Draw your own conclusions cunters. Cunts the lot of them.

https://www.bbc.co.uk/sport/football/57071221

Nominated by: Everyonesacunt 

A good old Beverley Sisters cunting, please, for this Johnny (or should that be Jenny?) Come Lately would-be addition to the “red wall sistahood”.

Who the fuck is this Kim sort, I hear you ask?. Well, she happens to be the sister of sadly murdered MP Jo Cox, she of the well of loneliness, who, without any previous knowledge of, or interest in, politics, has bravely agreed to step forward in Tracey Brabin’s old constituency (former soap actress turned MP turned Mayor), who also happens to be Ms Cox’s old seat, till she took a trip to the library, to become a Starmer charmer: It’s almost like a plot from one of Mrs. Bogg’s soaps – a long lost relative, never heard of before, turns up and rules the roost.

https://www.thesun.co.uk/news/14938817/jo-cox-sister-stand-election-mp-seat/

If this unknown lady suddenly discovers she has lesbian tendencies, or catches the eye of Lord Mandy, and takes a knee – well, she will be a shoe-in.

How contrived this all is and how mawkish. You can just see Dame Keir, complete with whippet and flat cap, waddling along with the lost sister, complete with rictus grin. How could the voters reject this novice saint, selflessly standing in for St. Jo. You can just see the count, where the victoress will be consumed by tears and pride, before the champagne corks pop as the champagne socialists, led by Dame Keir celebrate the success of their latest stunt

It is perhaps poetic justice that an amateur contestant should be joined to an amateur leader. A right (on) pair of cunts.

I bet if the late Ms. Cox had been a Conservative, Ms. Leadbeater would have been a Conservative too. We are entering a policy and principle free world.

Nominated by: W. C. Boggs