Jamie Oliver [3]


Jameeee fookin Oliver is an industrial-strength, weapons-grade cunt of the first order.

Just seeing the fat-tongued spastic sends me into fits of murderous rage, but hearing his cheeking fuckin chappy, mock cockney self-righteous bollox about turkey twizzlers and olive fucking oil makes me want to set fire to the cunt.

Calling his children Tinkerbell and Rumpelstiltskin would have been better than Buddy fucking Bear and Daisy Boo. I can’t remember what the twat called his other spawn, but being cursed with the surname Oliver and having that cunt for a father is enough to wreck anyone’s future. Except it won’t in their case, because as soon as they can operate a Kenwood Chef, monkey boy will lever them into one of his omnipresent shows and more talentless twats who were in the right place at the right time will spend decades pontificating about shit and get paid shedloads for it.

The world has gone fucking mad to let this fucker breathe, let alone breed.

Nominated by : Gordon Ramsey

(And his Italian restaurant in Cambridge is fuckin’ shite too! Ed.)