Demanding fans

Demanding fans are cunts….
The sort of cunt that expects a say in an artist’s work or how a film or TV show should go… Peter Kay recently did a(nother) final episode of Car Share: simply because mongs on social media were ‘heartbroken’ and ‘outraged’ that there wasn’t a syrupy and soppy ending like they wanted…. Kay should have told the sad pricks to fuck right off… Now Star Wars fancunts are ‘petitioning’ (oh, my fucking sides!) to have Princess Leia re-cast in the form of Concorde Conk Devil Streep… Fans of any kind should have no say whatsoever in what they are watching or listening to… Charlie Watts had it right when he was asked about ‘Satanic Majesties’ being apparently ‘crap’… Charlie said ‘I don’t care if people don’t like it… It is what it is, and we should stand or fall by our product’….

Nominated by Norman

Virgin Media


Virgin media deserve a cunting.

I get home to find out that several channels in my tv package have been removed. One of which had two series set to record, another couple I used to watch now and again. It’s ok though, they’ve been replaced with channels that only people cunted on this website would watch, like ‘Vice’ for example, and some others that come from the bottom of the barrel.

I was reassured after my last complaint that my bill would not increase, so instead they swap channels for cheap shit that only people who belong on the Jeremy Kyle show would watch. Trying to contact them to complain requires the resources of Bletchley Park, to end up speaking to some Indian, which doesn’t surprise me too much as there must be two dozen channels on virgin tv dedicated to them.

The only respite in all of this is I’m using their own fucking fibre optics to cunt the bastards.

Nominated by Duke of Cuntshire

Trades Unions

Unions are cunts. I have had to re-join a union to vote to reject a so-called pay offer from my parsimonious cunt of an employer.

I told the Union cunts where to forcefully shove their membership card two years ago when the cunts kept hassling me to vote Labour and then I found out they were using members money to pay for unwashed cunts to attend demonstrations. I had to give the cunts a private e-mail and they immediately started mithering me about their Political Fund (all things pro-Palestine, wimmins cobblers etc) and nothing at all yet about our pay!.

What a steaming tramp’s vest full of old cunt.

Nominated by Mary Hinge

Drag Queens

The summer air is made hideous in Brighton this weekend when *Homosexual Pride* takes to the streets yet again, holding up the traffic while hundreds of screaming queens make an exhibition of themselves, often men calling each other *her* and *she* and hatchet faced old lezzies looking more butch than SAS men. The chanting and shouting is revolting, but what is even worse are the number of *men* usually morbidly obese, and stinking like a prop-forwards jockstrap, done up to look like very cheap versions of the late old poofter Danny LaRue.

These pathetic individuals must have been starved of affection as kids as they demand so much in middle age. They wear absurd garments huge wigs and so on which is why they stink and sweat. They insult both their own sex and the women who they seek to copy. One old hag last year looked like Gloria Hunneford (Cliff Richard’s friend). But it is their mincing self entitled condescending manner and attitude which makes them so repulsive. They are the best advert for gay bashing imaginable.

Motherfuckers all of them and talentless motherfuckers at that.

Nominated by W.C. Boggs

The White Stripes


The White Stripes are cunts…

Well, I never liked them anyway, ever… Jack Shite: a screeching fake as Bruce Jenner’s twat pretentious and tuneless cunt, who masquerades as an ‘obscure bluesman’… And his mong-esque wife/sister, who thumps the drums like a smartied up three year old on a toy Chad Valley kit, and who said even less than Big Cynthia (“She knows, y’know!”),,,

Now, I’d forgotten about these two talentless weirdo inbred cunts… But I am sick of hearing that ‘Seven Nation Army’ shite…. Played by the classless Ivans and other sundry wankers throughout the World Cup (why, for fuck’s sake?!), and still on the radio every other hour, every fucking day… I never got why the cunts in the music press ever applauded these two ‘is me sister me wife?’ sacks of hayseed shit… And their most famous noise (I won’t call Seven Nation Shite a song!) sounds like Joey Deacon trying to play ‘Smoke On The Water’… Pair of talentless overhyped cunts…

Nominated by Norman