Cunts miscellaneous


1. Apparently Putin invited Elton John for tea and biscuits. If we’re lucky he’ll have some polonium on hand for EJ the cunt. Just read this and it’s not clear who I’m cunting. Fuck it, they both merit it.

2. Cunts who don’t indicate – when I’m walking home with a fucked-up bladder I don’t really want to play chicken – my “Just can’t wait” card versus a ton of metal driven by a potential cunt who doesn’t indicate because he can’t see any fucking cars that would benefit from it. Cunts – I hope you fucking die.

3. Smoking (NOT in a complimentary way) cunts who drop their dog-ends on the pavements when there’s a perfectly good road 2 fucking yards away – you lazy ignorant, inconsiderate, mother-fucking CUNTS.

4. Barry Scott again – I can’t fuckin believe it, RT are doubling up his fuckin adverts. Mind you I watched one of them for a new? clit bang (freudian slit) product which cleans out Ubend blockages which reminds me of a previous poster who complained about the size of his/her/its turds – this product may help them.

5. John Penrose – fuckin lyin CUNT – says AV is PR and he’s Minister for Constitutional Reform, more accurately Minister for Constitutional status quo (not the band, i don’t want you cunts going off on a tangent). Fucking lying bastard – I hope he gets invited to tea with EJ and Putin.

Fuck it – so many cunts, so little short-term memory; I’m cunted out for now..

Nominated by: Frottom