The Police [2]

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Time for another cunting of Plod.

Nonce cunts like Savile and Cyril Smith go uninvestigated during their lifetimes, as do the vast majority of domestic burglaries, and is it any wonder since Plod is evidently too busy having a go at 4 year old girls who ride their bikes on the pavement?

Whoever this fucktard plod from Lincolnshire Police is, he or she should be named, shamed and beaten to a pulp. Fucking cunt.

Nominated by: Fred West

Politics

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Politics…….what a crock of shit. There is so little between most parties that you may as well just vote by colour these days. They will all say one thing and ultimately do other things once in power as history has shown!!

Polititians…….what a bunt of scheming cunts (then again I always thought I would have made a cracking politician. Prime Minister Mr Cunty Cunterson!!!)

But if you take away politics, politicians and the democratic process where would we be???? We would probably be living in a Europe that resembled the 3rd world crap zone that is the majority of the middle east, every one fighting each other and being told what to do by some crazy, power hungry murderous Muslim (or other religious cult) cunt who would be trying to convince us all that a “spastic book” written thousands of years ago told us to live that way.

Ahhhhh religion………what a crock of shit!!!

Nominated by: Cunty Cunterson

Unite Against Fascism [3]

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UAF, an organisation populated entirely by people who have no meaning of the word “irony”. Obviously, none of them own a mirror either, because then they would see a true fascist.

Nominated by: Quick Draw McGraw

The UAF supporters cannot make up their minds as to just exactly what they are “against”. Their piddling website keeps adding “isms” on a daily basis. (apart from religious extremism of course..)

Nominated by: Lez

Digital Technology

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Our first colour telly (a Decca bought by my dad in 1970) lasted until 1989…. A telly used to be a piece of furniture: made of proper wood and glass, with an ornament or lamp put on the top of it…. Now we get these crappy plastic flat screen things…. The picture is shit, they are terrible to clean, and when the screen ‘leaks’ and there is streaks of blue/green ink/gunge/shit inside the screen… Tellys these days are substandard shite, and so are the shows that are on them…

The so-called digital miracle is overhyped, overrated turd…. More goes wrong now with a telly reception than it ever did with the old analogue signal… You name it: pixelated picture, pops and glitches in the sound, that BBC iPlayer is shite (it stops and starts like Norman Collier!), and of course no tests are done during downtime (because there is now crap on the box 24 hours a day!)… No kid with Bubbles the clown and the blackboard, so any potential faults go undetected…

In fact I would rather watch the Testcard than the crap that is in today…

Nominated by: Norman

Roadworks

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I’d like the local council to explain their reasons for planning road repairs and extensions / “improvements”.

Firstly they spend at least 2 weeks cordoning off and putting diversions into place, which causes mayem with rush hour traffic. (Steveie Wonder could plan these diversions better, as if they don’t necessitate you detouring at least 20 miles, they route you through the roughest council estates, giving the local “migrant workers” the opportunity to steal your tyres as you drive through.

Road works “planned time” is material for a comedy sketch. I’ve learned that you calculate the actual time of disruption by a formula which involves multiplying the actua planned weeks by a factor of 5 then adding on a day for each “white hat” on the job. Factor in two weeks for “inclement weather”, where they cannot do the job and add on 10% for lost time on Fridays, when they all bugger off early.
(Don’t be fooled by them working at weekends.. this is not work, its a religious festival of the church of the road digger, where they drink coffee in the portakbin, read dirty mags and smoke fags.

THEN, just as they can procrastinate no longer, and the work is complete, you can guarantee that they will leave all the contraflows, diversions and bollards in place for at least another two weeks. Not because they need to, but because its too much trouble to remove them.

Lazy cunts!

Nominated by: Lez

I would like to cunt roadworks the council or whichever other cunt is associated with the whole fucking process.

For weeks if not months I have had to travel for half an hour longer each time I want to get on the motorway. I wouldn’t mind if there was a noticeable difference to the road either, but each time I drive past nothing has fucking changed apart from where the overpaid high visibility “workers” are standing. I almost missed a flight today because some twat decided rush hour the day after schools break up is a good time to start a road widening scheme.

I am no expert on architecture, engineering or swiping public coffers but even I can see that was a fucking stupid thing to do. The iceing on the cake of cuntishness is that my tax payer pound sterling is paying for all this.

I really hate this country at times.

Nominated by: Cuntocracy