The National Lottery (2)

A roulette table with the usual zero and double zero has 38 numbers. If you lay a bet on any single number and get lucky then you will win 35 times your stake. The casino will not pay 38 times your stake. They have an ‘edge’ which ensures that mathematically, over an extended period of time, they cannot lose.

Even with such a small ‘edge’ in their favour casinos are able to expand into hugely profitable hotel complexes employing thousands of staff.

The lowest cash prize on the UK lottery is for matching 3 numbers. The best odds for doing so is if the first 3 numbers drawn do not match any of your selected numbers.

You then have 6 chances (the maximum) from the remaining 56 numbers (the minimum).

6 chances in 56….5 chances in 55….4 chances in 54.
Combined odds of 1,386 to 1.

And for beating those eye watering odds you will recieve £30.
Having paid £2 for your selection, that is 15 to 1.

The National Lottery will tell you that half of your stake has gone to ‘good causes’.
Fair enough, then pay out half of the odds of 1,386 to 1……You cunts.

And people are still daft enough to buy lottery tickets every week. Perhaps in the hope that they will win a few million pounds, but not taking into account that they must beat the odds of over 45 million to one to do so.

Go to a casino instead. Put your £2 stake on any single number at if it wins then put the entire winnings on another number. The odds of winning that way are 1,444 to 1. Very similar to the odds of matching 3 numbers on the lottery. The difference is that the casino will pay you £2,450.

The National Lottery is a disgrace. It’s a tax for the hopelessly stupid.

Nominated by: The Artful Cunter

Aram Sheibani

40 year old Iranian refugee who came to this dopey fucking immigration paradise in 1986 amasses a 5m fortune.
Am I jealous, well I wouldn’t mind the dosh but not the 37years. How the fuck do these cunts do it? .
From entry at 5 years old somehow has
Colombian contacts surprisingly and builds up a massive empire distributing marching powder..
I’m missing my court cases in the public gallery and I missed this one. Fucking covid.
Click here for more…

For the police video
Police Video…

Nominated by: Infidelgastro

Whining Minorities

Whining minorities are cunts and so is anyone that listens to them.

I got up early this morning, and so for the first time in months I thought I’d put on the news (the TV licence has been reinstated since I moved in with the lass, I’ve refused to pay for it though).

….Big fucking mistake.

Sly news: blacks moaning about da polis and how policing has changed since fentanyl George got what he deserved. Apparently there aren’t enough black police.

So I muttered some racism and turned to the BBC….

BBC news: some Asian (a brown one) moaning about hate crimes against Muslims, then moaning about people saying that covid is Chinese, as it could cause more hate crimes against Asians (the slanty eyed ones).

Well with all this moaning going on I think I’m well and truly guilty of the hate part…. not the crimes though. Yet.

I muttered some more racism, turned off the telly and went back to my book.

That’s the last time I watch the fucking news.

Nominated by: DeploytheSausage

Gender Reveal Parties

Gender reveal parties

Gender Reveal Parties .. Meaning

Originally from the land of fake celebrations USA (obviously, see: baby showers, Black Friday and proms) they’re a party where you pop a balloon and it reveals the gender of the baby! Wow how pointless just ask the doctor it’s cheaper.

You have to admire the greetings card industry milking these poor sods and inventing more and more fake celebrations though. All fake American culture should fuck off back there.

Nominated by: LazyBiscuits

(Wouldn’t a “reveal” of boy or girl constitute hatred and discrimination towards the other 98 genders? – NA)

Spiders (2)

(It was a toss up between using this spider for the header pic, or Anneliese Dodds. But I felt the latter would be too much to bear for an early morning nom – DA)

I saw it this morning. A huge Arachnid squatting on my living room wall waiting to jump into my hair or fall into my mouth while I was having a doze.  I immediately ran away, too scared to tackle the ferocious beast.

The living room is now off limits to me until I can be certain my wife has hunted down and killed it. Yes, to my shame, when it comes to spiders my wife is the man of the house.

Not only do spiders invade our homes but they reduce grown men such as myself to jelly so that I have to wait for my wife to save me.

How embarrassing.

Spiders are cunts.

Nominated by: Marvellous Mechanical Cunting Machine