Marc Griffin


This cunt has been up to a spot of tomb raiding. Interesting in that he has been following an ancient tradition dating back to the times of the Pyramids and beyond or more recently to Burke and Hare. No wish to enhance the cunt with a connection to the traditions of ages past but it is a thought.

Studying the mugshot helpfully supplied by Old Bill for a consideration (allegedly) what do we see? Obviously a dumb druggy cunt reeking of the nick with 60 previous, Griffin has the aspect of a villain not too far genetically removed from Neanderthal ancestors. What used to be described in more enlightened times as “born to hang”, now updated to “born to live on benefits”. He did three adjacent premises, a hairdresser, a cafe and an undertaker then nicked the keys to a hearse to make an inconspicuous getaway.

During its orgy of crime to get drugs money the cunt cut its hand and plastered its genetic fingerprint over premises various, broke into mortuary fridges, unzipped and rifled body bags (containing the mortal remains of the late lamented) to half inch jewellery and such items left by grieving relatives to accompany their loved ones to the next world. Happily the intellect of the local plod was not too overtaxed by the complexities of the case and Mr Griffin was duly nicked.

Outraged and heart broken relatives naturally and hacks given the gift of a “trail of blood” headline but let us be thankful that there are no reports of Saville like circumstances to the case. Granny’s pussy remains unviolated.

Daily Mail Link

Nominated by: Sir Limply Stoke

(What is even more criminal is that this cunt has 60+ previous offences, but ends up with 2 years in the nick. These days a racist hate crime could earn you a heavier sentence!  – Day Admin)

Peacefuls, MPs and the Media Silence on the Murder of David Amess


Peacefuls, David Amess, MPs and the media

Another Peaceful cunt slaughters an MP (one of the few decent ones from what I can tell) and it’s shut down in the media at the time, and hardly reported when said Peaceful goes down for it. The MPs banged on about Jo Cox forever, because it was done by a supposed “far-right” nutter. When another Peaceful, out of countless others gets in on the same act, fuck all is done except for awarding the MP with an award for “Parliamentary Dog of the Year”. They’re shit scared about saying anything true about Islam and the old Peaceful cunts. And if I hear another person go on about why people aren’t taking Afghan refugees, when they’d take a Ukrainian, it’s not because of their race, it’s because Afghans generally follow a backwards, paedo-promoting, 7th Century cult religion. Renounce that or fuck off. And have a wash while your at it.

David Amess
Spiked-Online Link

Dog of the Year
BBC News Link

Nominated by: Death by a 1000 Cunts

Azeem Rafiq (3), Sky (15) and Cancel Culture (3)

Yesterday, I watched a bit of Lancashire County Cricket Club’s opening match on YouTube. Sky are too interested in the crash, bang wallop of 20/20 cricket to cover County cricket nowadays, so the clubs show the games themselves. Initially, a year or two ago, the coverage was unwatchable (a fixed camera and no sound).

Imagine my pleasant surprise, to see multi cameras (some moving) and pretty slick presentation, including David ‘Bumble’ Lloyd as a pundit and commentator.

I recall him saying he was retiring from commentary and expected never to see him again.

Well, my initial suspicions that he was asked to leave and probably paid off by Sky look a possibility now. You see, he offended the hypocrite that is Azeem Rafiq, no stranger to being cunted here.

Lloyd revealed in a recent interview that he felt a bit lonely on commentary when they got rid of Ian Botham and David Gower. It was pretty obvious to me Lloyd found it difficult to have the bawdy jokes he used to have with his old mates on commentary. I can recall him saying things like, “The umpires getting his ringpiece out.” And he once did a hilarious innuendo laden demonstration on how to change the rubber grip on a bat (“Slide that rubber down the shaft lad. That’s it! Give it a good rub up and down.”)

If he tried to have a laugh with the new woke wimminz and token dark keys (who replaced the likes of Botham, Gower and the late Shane Warne), it just didn’t work.

And he hated it, you could tell. It seems he was told to stop being funny, which is the way he’s always commentated. Too risky in the current climate.

With Rafiq, it seems Lloyd sent private messages to ‘friends’ to say an inconvenient truth, with regards to Asians contributing to the running of local clubs, “Getting subs from Asian players is like getting blood from a stone.” One of his ‘friends’ (unknown) grassed him up. What a cunt!

Anyway, my point is that cancel culture is now ruining sports coverage. Instead of a commentary team having shared experiences as players and joking about them, they’ve shoehorned in some chippy, unfunny splitarses who do not share the same experiences. And it’s fucking shite. Cricket is a long game with breaks in action. Funny stories help with those gaps in action. Now, no cunt dare say anything, unless it’s to go on about some blm/woke shite.

Test cricket fans may understand what I mean, when I say that test cricket commentary has always been entertaining and different to any other sport…until recently.

The good news is that it will lose Sky custom and make cunts like Rafiq unemployable.

Wisden News Link

Nominated by: Cuntybollocks

Today’s Youth


The children of the revolution.

It has appeared to me the immortal T-Rex song from 1973 has finally been proven to be pure nonsense!

?you won’t fool the children of the revolution?

Well apparently within 2 generations they have managed to do this, the “yoof” make up the largest proportion of the 48% who voted to keep EU domination upon these islands, purely through selfish desires and ambition.

You hear these spoilt fuckers groan with every statement beginning with either “I” or “my”. They seem to think the world is all about them, with the occasional act of faux outrage and social justice bullshit.

Back in 1975 it was completely the opposite with the young rejecting globalisation, and believing in sovereignty and British values, how the fuck did we get to the point where the young no longer rebel against their masters?

I personally believe cunters that this is the root of the problem we experience today, the globalist cancer has continued to grow apace, now it’s metastasised and it’s all down hill from now on.

There are obviously exceptions to this with the rural youth being conservative and pro capitalist, but they are the minority. The apparently “educated” have fucked this country with faux idealism and folly, which can now never be reversed.

A bleak outlook you may say, but an honest one!!!

Nominated by: Captain Quimson

(Edited slightly for clarity – Day Admin)

Royal Mail (8) – Missing in Action

Royal Mail are cunts and cunts again!

A renowned online retailer sent me two separate parcels by recorded delivery to be signed for. Both orders were worth over 30 quid (vinyl records, as it happens) and I have 100% proof that the aforementioned shop did send them.

But, last week, those dozy or devious fucks from the Royal Mail delivered one parcel. Yet, on their website, the bastards claim that the two parcels were delivered to me on that day and that they were signed for.

First of all, only one parcel turned up. Second, I did not sign for anything and I wasn’t asked to either.The ‘signature’ on the Royal Mail website is an unintelligible scribble. But those cunts still insist that the postman/cunt who signed for the parcel that I did get signed for the other one at the same time and delivered both.

Only thing is, the total fuckhead didn’t and only delivered one. I also don’t believe it was delivered to the wrong house. It says it was delivered to me, but it hasn’t been.

I suspect some light fingery, and I hope the cunt’s hands fall off if that’s the case. I am now after twatting my postie and chasing up the infamous and useless Royal Mail complaints department. Fat lot of good that will do though.

In my current (OK, permanent) condition I can do without this shit. And The Royal Mail can fuck right off.

Nominated by: Norman

(Welcome back to the Fold, Norman. It’s good to hear from you once again. 

– Lots of love. The Admin Team)