Ex wife of alleged rapist Russell Brand,
Katy is the perfect mix of ball achingly gorgeous and mind numbingly stupid.

Anyway she’s going into space with a all female crew.

Now, going into space is quite dangerous.
My first choice of crew would be someone like a US air force cosmonaut who’d trained in the field.

Not a pop singer .
What does she bring to the table?
Hardly skilled!!

” Oh like wow, so pretty!
Twinkly stars awesome.
I saw the moon!”

I’m not expecting a female crew to come back alive.
Pretty obvious someone will open a window and they’ll all get sucked into the black void.
Or explode due to hair curlers with faulty wiring left plugged in.

ABC News.

Nominated by : Miserable northern cunt

People Who Donate to the Myanmar* Earthquake Appeal
… are particularly Thick Cunts.

After a rare plea for international humanitarian assistance by junta chief Min Aung Hlaing:

“I would like to invite any country, any organisation, or anyone in Myanmar to come and help,” he said in a speech shortly after the disaster, claiming he had “opened all ways for foreign aid”.

And so, following on from this heartfelt outpouring of anguish …
“Made up of 15 UK aid agencies, including the British Red Cross, Oxfam and Save the Children, the DEC is asking the British public for donations before the monsoon season arrives in two months.”

Take special note, cunters …
“Baroness Chapman, minister for development, said public donations to the DEC appeal would be matched pound-for-pound by the government, up to the value of £5m.”

BBC News.

It`s a hard ask, I know, but cunters, for the sake of humanity, please donate to this worthy and deserving cause. And remember …

Just $10 will buy up to 10 rounds of ammunition for an AK-47.

$50 will enable Ming Butt Fuk to buy a new uniform pre-festooned with an array of colourful medal ribbons.

And $200, or more, could provide the top echelons of the Junta with new mobile phones so that they can coordinate more strategic genocidal incursions in the slaughtering their own people.

Thank you.

* Myanmar is a piece of arid dirty sand near India(ish).

Nominated by : Sam Beau

This, an ad for Paco Rabanne

tiktok

Well, I don’t know about you lot, but £55 for a scent?

No, me neither. Why do these brain dead people advertise on daytime TV?
Do they really think anyone of worth is watching ITV3 and thinking “Oh wow! There’s my next car?”

In fact, why are they advertising owt that costs more than £5k?

Someones missing a trick, here.
Del Boy Cars, one lady owner. No, it’s not a cut and shut.

Nominated by Jeezum Priest.

I cannot stand them. (They just can’t stand).

I’m not talking about a bit chunky, I’m mean these disgusting tubs of lard, waddling about in ski-pants with their shitty ass-crack on display, or, more usually, trundling around the food aisles of supermarkets in what resembles a three wheeled Tesla, sweating.

I instantly judge them, Oh yes I do. No, there’s nothing wrong with your metabolism, you’re just an ill-disciplined, lazy, useless waste of oxygen. You’re not ill (well you probably are, because you’re a disgusting, smelly, lazy, sweaty, whining, weak fat spazzer).

No, you do not defy Newton’s laws on the conservation of energy, it is not possible to expend more calories than you consume and gain weight, great rolling mounds of it

And these fat birds, that are trying to convince me I’m missing out because I refuse to shag them. Get to fck, you revolting bitch, no man in his right mind would touch you. They are usually covered in small, circular bruises, where people have been jabbing at her with a barge pole. You’d have to roll her in flour (if she doesn’t eat it) and aim for the damp patch, after strapping a plank to your arse so you don’t fall in, then suffer a life of regret. Be like throwing a sausage up the Channel tunnel.

For your delectation, dear reader.

Daily Express.

ShutterStock.

X.

Thomas, behave yourself.

Nominated by : Termujin

I love dogs – the four legged, tail wagging variety, but not some of the old dogs who pose as MP. Let’s take this old hag Owatemi (what a fine old English name!) she is a 41 year old Labourite, who has reached the government as a senior Treasury (!) minister, and the grasping fat-arsed greedy old cow is charging us £900 a year for her dog’s accommodation. Her landlord charges extra for dogs. The dog is a Cockapoo (which sounds like the state a man’s member would be in if he stuck it up Streeting’s capacious and overused arse), This old boiler works in the department that sanctioned the benefit cuts implemented by Richard lll this week. She looks a bit of a porker and lezzie to go with it – the sort of thing Lammy would have sired if he got together with Dawn Butler.

You will hunt in vain for any mention on the BBC, of course, so this will have to do:

The Stun.

Nominated by : W. C. Boggs