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NOW LET’S GET CUNTING!
Manchester.
It has been my misfortune to visit this shithole more than once in the past six months and I am here now, stuck in a hotel. And no, I am not a “refugee”, I am here for work (non-prostitution work).
Some idiot in a London pub once told me that Manchester is “a bit like the north’s answer to London.” Well, London is shite these days and this provincial dump has only copied the worst aspects, adding them to its pre-existing shortcomings.
Mick Hucknall, Gary Neville, and the father from that documentary known as “Shameless” seem to be the three main types amongst the males. Or a charming mixture of the three. That’s the original natives anyway, rather than the sub-human mutants who increasingly dominate the greater metropolitan area. A proportion of whom carry out the familiar form of genocidal sexploitation against the female locals in the likes of Rochdale and Oldham. Rotten boroughs, rotten City.
The city’s road system is a joke, and its airport is a disaster. Worst in the UK for the tenth year in a row apparently; I have found out why for myself. A poorly signed maze of decrepitude and financial exploitation. There aren’t even any chairs to sit on. It ruins your holiday before you’ve even boarded the plane and you can look forward to returning to it in a week or two’s time for more misery. The terminals are stuffy and full of stupid, loud mouthed yobs. Speaking of which, has anybody been convicted and imprisoned yet for that infamous incident last year? … which was followed by anti-police demonstrations amongst the local community and then further protests by far-left filth in the city centre?
The craze for bland, Nowheresville tower blocks continues unabated. The civic leaders seem to imagine that this cock waving idiocy puts them on the map. It doesn’t. It’s just the same insecure and inane pattern on show in craphole cities the world over. Speaking of insecurity, why is it that the mancs are so obsessed with scousers? I went to a Utd game, and they were singing “we hate scousers! we hate scousers!” They weren’t even playing a Merseyside team. I always hated them myself, but having been to Liverpool a bit over recent years have come to envy them a little. There is still a strong sense of place, and you’re very much in England when you’re there, even if it is a bit Irish and sea faring at the same time. They seem pretty friendly and relaxed, and funnily enough, the people don’t ever mention mancs or care about them. Oh, and you’re way more likely to be robbed in Manchester, despite the hub cap jokes.
Back to Gunchester. You go to Picadilly Gardens and it is full of feral youths and dangerous scum from the third world, whilst the queers are bumming each other senseless along the city centre’s canals, sharing monkey pox and AIDS. C(anal) Street indeed, or Sodom and Gomorrah?
Sure, there are some gentrified areas but who cares? They are full of morons as well. The same mindless, deluded wankers swanning about with starbucks and cocktails, having their tepid slop takeaways delivered by masked murderers on ebikes, and driving around in leased status symbols. Like the poncy, commercialised football “clubs” really. The play-things of billionaire, foreign arseholes… are there even any mancs in these teams? The only thing in common with the local population is how ugly the players seem to be. What’s the point of it all? Hand over your credit card, take the knee and keep your mouth shut, peasant.
A beacon of globalist shite and depravity in Northern England, representing all that is crap about modern life in the West, and especially Britain. There are towns and cities in this country, such as Birmingham, that need to have atom bombs dropped on them, they are so far gone. Cuntchester is fast approaching that status.
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Seconded, Cotswolds.
I was born in Manchester City Centre, on Oxford Road to be precise.
And, as a born and bred Mancunian, I have grown to hate what the city centre has become.
A graffiti covered hole full of spiceheads and pisspots.
Not to mention all the crap from Eastern Europe, Africa and the Muslims that infest the place. You forget you’re in an English town, until you talk to the person behind the till.
And, I agree about Piccadilly (No) Gardens. Full of gangs of scum and human rats.
I only now go there if I have to. I went to see my bank manager on Friday morning. But I got straight out after that. There is nothing left to stay for.
I remember when Piccadilly Gardens looked like this…
https://i2prod.manchestereveningnews.co.uk/incoming/article6983975.ece/ALTERNATES/s1227b/003be742.jpg
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I should have added, Norman, that there are decent old English souls there still, and I have met a few. Morrisey and Noel Gallagher are two celebs who seem to say it how it is. And what a shame we don’t still have genuinely gifted comedians, like Bernard Manning. Thank you for your honesty. I am really just angry about what has happened to my country, of which Manchester seems to be a rather large microcosm.
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Saturation News
There are now many UK 24/7 news media outlets – BBC, Channel 4, Sky, GB News, ITN to name the most prominent so Good News surely. The topics of the day to be sliced, diced, spread over and digested over a challenging menu of variety highlighting all the possible nuances of challenging questions. Variety being the spice of life all viewpoints can be satisfactorily explored for the watching punter…..ahh no, not really.
What we get are the same stories often on at the same time in the same running order to the exclusion of all other news. At the moment the Plato train stabbings are centre stage having elbowed out Gaza/Palestine (thank God), Andrew Mountbatten Windsor formally known as Prince (thank God), Ukraine (brutal genocidal Rooskie war going on there in case you have forgotten), continuing Trump shenanigans and so on. As has been pointed out before all these stories are sourced from Reuters, very little original reporting done despite the vast teams of news hacks on the ground – until they catch a plane to the next theatre of misery.
See what you will be watching tomorrow today:
https://www.reuters.com/world/uk/
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Milking It
We refer to the antics of the Giuffrey family in relation to the sad death (by topping herself) of that well endowed young woman Virginia Giuffrey at the centre of allegations of improper sexual conduct between herself and Andrew Mountbatten Windsor (the performer formerly known as Prince). We most certainly do not wish to sully memories of that beautiful relationship with any allegation that the SSSP (Super Star Stud Prince) likes to suck tittle.
No indeed, we are genuinely aghast at the faux tears and grief jacking as exhibited on the publication of Virginia’s heavily hyped ghosted memoir by family members Sky and Amanda. Dignity, ever dignity. Anyone would think they have a book to flog. How convenient that “Nobody’s Girl: A Memoir of Surviving Abuse and Fighting for Justice” by/with Amy Wallace (ghost writer) is available for purchase.
Featuring the Cry In here on Sky with Sky (confusing innit) Giuffrey (brother) and Amanda Roberts (sister-in-law) in full monetizing mode:
https://news.sky.com/story/brother-of-virginia-giuffre-praises-king-over-andrew-decision-and-urges-him-to-pressure-trump-over-epstein-files-13461242
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The BBC and trigger point.
Now in my fucking weird life I have done a few things and known a few people.
A couple of days ago I decided that I might touch upon the acclaimed TV series “Trigger point”
(at this point if you are interested in the shit watch Bluestone 42, which is much closer to the truth than this shit).
Anyway, I found it to be very woke and super fucking inaccurate on technique and reality.
Little things, like snipers sticking their guns out of windows, verbatim, building clearance, and then the biggest thing that boiled my piss, the baddies!
Seems that they are all far right extremists bent on blowing up queers and the police, what a load of toss.
The multi racial (possibly multi sexual) force seemed to be battling the forces of white supremacy, fuck me when did the far right blow up, stab or rape someone?
A complete “Look over there” attempt by the beeb to divert us from reality.
Old age does not suit me, I have become a bitter, jaded old cunt or a realist one of the two.
Seriously considering fucking of to Poland
I also would not shag her.
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David Lammy MP
*Deadline 5th November 2025*
You know cunters, if I’d been asked before today to name the biggest cunt in Parliament, what answer could I possibly have given other than to name that lying, cowardly hypocrite Sir TwoTierFreeGear Keir? But honestly, I’m beginning to wonder if we aren’t witnessing the emergence of an even more monumental twat in the House in the shape of bull-necked fuck David Lammy, our beloved Justice Secretary and Deputy PM, who made an utter spectacle of himself today as he stood in for NeverHere at PM’s Questions.
Cunters will of course be familiar with the farce surrounding the accidental release from prison of one Hadush Kebatu, an illegal migrant convicted of sexual assault, and now thankfully deported back to the busom of his homeland, with a monkey from the taxpayer for his trouble.
In the wake of the Kebatu debacle, Lammy was asked no less than FIVE times by James Cartlidge (for the Tories) to state whether or not another migrant sex offender had accidently been released. In an increasingly cringeworthy spectacle, WhamBamma repeatedly stonewalled, ducking and diving like Del Boy dahn the market, before losing his rag in typical fashion, yelling at Cartlidge to ‘get a grip’, then launching into a rant about the state of the prison system bequeathed to Labour by the Tories.
All good PM Questions knockabout you’d think, except that, as the session drew to a close, news broke that guess what, an Algerian sex offender had accidentally been released from Wandsworth nick on 24th October, and that Lammy knew this when questioned in the House.
One can only conclude that in his obfuscation, blustering and bullying, Lammy’s intention was to deny the truth to MPs, and even worse, to the public, presumably for the avoidance of political embarrassment. If this is indeed the case, it has to be said that Lammy is an even bigger fool than I took him for, because the truth has inevitably come out anyway, making him look like a right shifty prick on top of everything else.
What an utter tosser. Trouble is, he’s far from alone on that Labour front bench. Remember how we were told after the election that the grown-ups were now in charge? Looks more like a case of the lunatics taking over the asylum to me.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wvvGcc01xZo
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Edenbridge Bobfire Society aren’t cunts.
This delightfully English Society has decided to burn our Prime Minister is effigy on Bonfire Night.
To quote “Laura Lawrence, of the Edenbridge Bonfire Society, said: “The effigy this year for the first time actually has a Guy Fawkes ruff and he’s wearing a hat because we feel that Starmer is doing quite well at igniting Parliament by himself at the moment.”
She said sausages round his head represented when he accidentally said “sausages” instead of “hostages”.
In a nod to the local farming community, she said he had a “Starmer the farmer harmer” badge because his decisions around inheritance tax had “left farmers in uproar”.
How absolutely splendid it is..
https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/articles/c751x75z5gdo
Good for them I say and long may it continue….After they are eventually let out on parole.
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Dear me terribly sorry,must lay off the sherry..
It’s Edenbridge Bonfire Society.
Please correct the typo if you can.
Thank you very much.
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