Bob Downie and Brexit

This lump of human excrement, who spouts word like “cool”, has instigated an on-line petition to extend Brexit negotiations by a further year:

https://www.express.co.uk/news/politics/1355344/Brexit-news-latest-boris-johnson-david-frost-eu-transition-extension

What a transparent cunt. Yet another motherfucker loser who can’t face the fact that Remain and Project Fear lost, so he is using Covid 19 as an excuse to keep us in the fascist dicatorship. Of course we would have to pay another year’s susbcription, plus the enormous Covid premium, but that’s “cool” with Downie.

If I had my way that cunt, prior to Unkle Terry’s oven, would be taken to the caning room in Singapore, divested of his clothes and given 24 strokes at maximum force.

Nominated by: W. C. Boggs

Awa Zongo

Attention asylum seekers! Failed in your attempts to stay in the UK and desperate to avoid getting deported? The answer’s simple. Just turn really vicious, and you’ll get to stay at HM’s pleasure!.

Yes folks, it seems that this is exactly what one truly nasty piece of toxic femininity has done. It rejoices in the name of Awa Zongo, and hails from Burkina Faso.

In December 2019, when she was two days away from deportation, Zongo launched a frenzied attack upon a woman with whom she was sharing accommodation. The Crown Court in Manchester heard that Zongo repeatedly yelled ‘I’m not going back!’ as she hurled boiling water over her victim, before stabbing her some thirty times.

Left for dead, the injured woman staggered into the street with the knife still buried deep in her neck. A passer-by raised the alarm and emergency services were duly called. Doctors treating the victim said later that it was ‘a miracle’ that she had survived the assault.

When the police arrived, Zongo stumbled from the property and fell to the ground, feigning collapse and claiming that she couldn’t remember what had happened. Needless to say, the creature’s brief tried on the old ‘mental elf ishoos’ defence, and claimed that Bongo was suffering from PTSD.

To his credit Judge Patrick Field QC was having none of it. Referring to the accused as ‘cynical and frankly wicked’, he stated ‘in the absence of any other explanation for this merciless attack, it seems that your sole purpose was to prevent your lawful removal from this country’. He duly sent Ali Bongo down for life, with a minimum sentence of seven years.

So there you have it people. Come hell or high water, this shithouse has got her way, and will now be maintained at our expense for who knows how long. The benefits of that ‘cultural enrichment’ know no bounds.

Nominated by: Ron Knee 

(More here – DA https://metro.co.uk/2020/11/01/woman-stabbed-housemate-30-times-two-days-before-she-was-due-to-be-deported-13516961/?ico=related-posts)

Michael O’Leary – Fat Cunt boss of Ryanair (5)

Michael O’Leary, in the news behaving like a humongous money grabbing cunt yet again. Two days ago he went on air stating that he, Ryanair, would not be offering any refunds despite Britain returning to Lockdown.

Now I am no lawyer but I believe that all European airlines are required to offer refunds if a government says it is not safe to fly. I know he has said passengers can swap to another date. But, if they are entitled to a refund then fucking refund them.

I managed to get a refund after a holiday to Corfu was cancelled in May. What a sodding palaver.

The holiday company cancelled early doors and refunded my daughter and I costs of hotel transfers etc. Paddy airways however, fucked about until a few days before we were due to travel then cancelled the flight. Great I thought.

Fucking hell, e-mail after e-mail we have credited you £x for your next booking. “No Mr Paddy air I would like a refund. Back and forth this went after about 3 weeks by witchcraft,(only explanation I have) I managed to speak to someone and they did finally agree to a refund but said it would take a few weeks. Fine. Few weeks my arse I was finally refunded last week in August. Cunts. I could rant on but I think the joke below sums Mr M cunt O’Leary up best. Sadly not my work but a good read.

Ryanair’s Michael O’Leary arrives in a hotel in Dublin, he goes to the bar and asks for a pint of draught Guinness.

The barman nodded and said, “That will be one Euro please, Mr. O’Leary.” Somewhat taken aback, O’Leary replied, “That’s very cheap,” and handed over his money.

“Well, we try to stay ahead of the competition”, said the barman. “And we are serving free pints every Wednesday evening from 6 until 8. We have the cheapest beer in Ireland”

“That is remarkable value” Michael comments. “I see you don’t seem to have a glass, so you’ll probably need one of ours. That will be 3 euro please.

O’Leary scowled, but paid up. He took his drink and walked towards a seat.

“Ah, you want to sit down?” said the barman. “That’ll be an extra 2 euro. – You could have pre-book the seat, and it would have only cost you a Euro.”

“I think you may to be too big for the seat sir, can I ask you to sit in this frame please”

Michael attempts to sit down but the frame is too small and when he can’t squeeze in he complains “Nobody would fit in that little frame”.

“I’m afraid if you can’t fit in the frame you’ll have to pay an extra surcharge of €4.00 for your seat sir”.

O’Leary swore to himself, but paid up. “I see that you have brought your laptop with you” added the barman. “And since that wasn’t pre-booked either, that will be another 3 euro.”

O’Leary was so annoyed that he walked back to the bar, slammed his drink on the counter, and yelled, “This is ridiculous, I want to speak to the manager”.

“Ah, I see you want to use the counter,” says the barman, “that will be 2 euro please.” O’Leary’s face was red with rage.

“Do you know who I am?”

“Of course I do Mr. O’Leary,”

“I’ve had enough, What sort of Hotel is this? I come in for a quiet drink and you treat me like this. I insist on speaking to a manager!”

“Here is his E mail address, or if you wish, you can contact him between 9 and 9.10 every morning, Monday to Tuesday at this free phone number. Calls are free, until they are answered, then there is a talking charge of only 10 cent per second”

“I will never use this bar again”.

“OK sir, but remember, we are the only hotel in Ireland selling pints for one Euro”.

Nominated by: Everyonesacunt 

Gym Closures


A cunting for whinging twats over the upcoming closure of gyms for one month.

Now it doesn’t matter if you agree with lockdown or not, that isn’t the issue. The argument for gyms is mental elf….. what the fuck.

I thought they were for physical health; exercise, muscle tone, fit birds in scanty outfits wanting attention, fit birds wanting attention and then complaining about it.

So for one month the gym goers can do a few press ups at home, maybe a few sit ups, a few squats with a bag of gravel on the back, go out for a jog, in the rain. Man up you cunts!

What a load of bollocks!

Nominated by: Sick of it 

A Diagnosis of Dementia

In extreme old age I mean. It used to be called ‘your dotage’. Grandad or Grandma losing their faculties. Seems quite natural to me. Your body declines and so does your sharpness of mind. Just slowing down it seems to me.

We’ve had a spate of ‘diagnoses’ recently. The latest is Bobby Charlton. Manchester United released this statement- “Everyone at Manchester United is saddened that this terrible disease has afflicted Sir Bobby Charlton and we continue to offer our love and support to Sir Bobby and his family.”

Terrible disease? Really? He is 84 or something. Sean Connery has just died- there was mention of Dementia with him as well. He died aged 90. I just think it’s your faculties giving out.

Sometimes it’s almost inferred someone or other didn’t die of old age or ‘natural causes’ but died of Dementia.

I’m not going on about Alzheimer’s here. Because that does affect younger people. They can see the brain wastage on x-ray.

It is said a lot of the 1966 World Cup players have had Dementia because of heading the ball. I am sceptical of that as well.

Another thing I really dislike is hearing someone has died aged 89 or something ‘having suffered dementia for many years’ and their family and friends are ‘deeply shocked’.

Instinctively I feel all this is simply not accepting death. There must always be a medical reason instead of people simply dying of old age.

Nominated by: Miles Plastic