Has anyone else noticed that on all tv adverts these days there are NO white couples.
EVERY couple on tv adverts now have to be mixed race.
I’m not entirely sure why this pisses me off so much much but it does. Probably because it’s a lie.
I don’t know any mixed race couples. Do you?

If these tv cunts are to be believed, white men don’t exist (except in the new Natwest advert that I just saw while writing this cunting. He’s marrying a black woman) and all white women are with a black bloke (dressed like a white bloke) while their mixed race munchkins frolic in the warm glow of progressive liberalism.

What a load of bollocks.

Don’t get me wrong, I’ve got nothing against mixed race couples whatsoever.
I know a few black blokes. They are going out with black women.
I know lots of white people. They are going out with other white people.

So why does the media have to force this crap on us in every fucking advert?

We all know where it’s going next, and no one wants to see that. Especially when they’re eating their dinner.

I guarantee it’s done by white women that live in 99% white areas, that wouldn’t spit on a black bloke if the poor cunt was on fire.
It’s just to push a lefty narrative and it’s bollocks.

The cunts.

Nominated by Deploy the Sausage

I’d like to nominate Infantile Language,except when used by small children ,of course.

If I hear another grown woman talking about her “boobies” or “tummy” or one of the cunts in my office having another “chocky bicky”I won’t be responsible for my actions.

I was on a train this afternoon and there was a tannoy announcement “if you see something that doesn’t look right call the British Transport Police”. Well, the bloke sitting opposite had eyes too close together and somebody else was wearing trousers that were a bit short on the leg. Should I have rung the cunts up or not?

I’m sure the announcement used to talk about noticing something suspicious. Presumably this is too complicated and long a word for some of our blue haired tie-dyed legging wearing friends.

Nominated by Mary Hinge

A 3-course cunting please for American Football and the Superbowl. Or rather, the sudden obsession that the British Media appears to be harboring for this fucking borefest of a sport.

As some may have gathered, I’m into sports. Many and most are of interest to me; even a few of those favoured across the ocean. But American Football is never something I ever ‘got’ and found the endless stop-start, stats-obsessed games of chess with steroided hulks a complete turn off. Each to their own. I accept I could well be a cunt for not liking something seemingly very popular with our friends across the pond.

The fucking nub of the matter though – every cunting news outlet in this, THIS country is currently fawning over the NFL Superbowl like never before. Every site from the Al-BBC to the Mail is covering multiple stories on this over-indulgent wank. Why? Since when have fucking white-van men driving to a building site ever said to each other “Oi Tel, you see the match last night? Brady didn’t ‘alf put down some facking top yardage in the offensive zone.”

Just what is it with Britain furtively absorbing all the bastard imports from the US? Halloween has gone from a mildly routine knock-door-run evening, asking for a few bob – to a full-on fucking mammoth commercialised holiday season. Black Friday can kiss my faeces and don’t even get me started on the cringeworthy adoption of ghetto dialects.

But American football? Really? It’s getting disproportionate coverage considering that no fucker here plays it. The last two years especially have become unbearable – I suspect a fair bit of the love-in stems from the significant ‘celebrity’ presence in and around the sport; a vile cancer that permeates our two countries more than any other in the world.

Fuck off with the pigskin. The only fucking oval ball I want to see is the one being hoofed from Jonny Wilkinson’s boot. Fuck quarterbacks, fuck yards, fuck Tom Brady, fuck that BBC mong presenter ‘Chappers’ who literally blows his beans on screen every time he presents the NFL show, fuck the superbowl and most of all, fuck the British media for forcing this festival of cunt down our throats.

Nominated by The empire Cunts Back

I’d like to nominate the TV Tarts – brainless, talentless cheap in all senses of the word arseholes like Mylene Klass (especially), Katie Price, the Kardashin brass, for a long overdue cunting. Like Blair and Beckham these cunts are so desperate to get into the papers and they don’t care how fucking cheap they make themselves look to do it:

https://www.standard.co.uk/showbiz/celebrity-news/lets-go-ladies-myleene-klass-strips-naked-to-mark-debut-fitness-dvd-a3756386.html

Here we have a woman of 40 stark bollock naked having in the past appeared in very flimsy clothing, any desperate excuse to be seen in a wet tee shirt. Why do they do it?. There are much younger models like that girl in Coronation Street, who has very lovely and big jugs appearing in the show’s Tassel night club, lap dancing. It’s the only reason I watch that show, but she is half the Klass tarts age and looks far less brassy.

What next? Klass minge?

Nominated by W C Boggs