A good old Beverley Sisters cunting, please, for this Johnny (or should that be Jenny?) Come Lately would-be addition to the “red wall sistahood”.

Who the fuck is this Kim sort, I hear you ask?. Well, she happens to be the sister of sadly murdered MP Jo Cox, she of the well of loneliness, who, without any previous knowledge of, or interest in, politics, has bravely agreed to step forward in Tracey Brabin’s old constituency (former soap actress turned MP turned Mayor), who also happens to be Ms Cox’s old seat, till she took a trip to the library, to become a Starmer charmer: It’s almost like a plot from one of Mrs. Bogg’s soaps – a long lost relative, never heard of before, turns up and rules the roost.

https://www.thesun.co.uk/news/14938817/jo-cox-sister-stand-election-mp-seat/

If this unknown lady suddenly discovers she has lesbian tendencies, or catches the eye of Lord Mandy, and takes a knee – well, she will be a shoe-in.

How contrived this all is and how mawkish. You can just see Dame Keir, complete with whippet and flat cap, waddling along with the lost sister, complete with rictus grin. How could the voters reject this novice saint, selflessly standing in for St. Jo. You can just see the count, where the victoress will be consumed by tears and pride, before the champagne corks pop as the champagne socialists, led by Dame Keir celebrate the success of their latest stunt

It is perhaps poetic justice that an amateur contestant should be joined to an amateur leader. A right (on) pair of cunts.

I bet if the late Ms. Cox had been a Conservative, Ms. Leadbeater would have been a Conservative too. We are entering a policy and principle free world.

Nominated by: W. C. Boggs

I’m sick and tired of the insincere phoney friendliness of huge companies.

I’ve noticed this trend for a few years and it makes me want to vomit. You must have noticed it? Companies with whom we used to conduct impersonal and arms-length transactions are suddenly our best friends, filled with concern about how we are feeling.

They want to emote and emphasise with us. Large, greedy banks are one of the worse offenders. I now have a bank “relationship manager” whose always chasing me up and seeking to “reach out to me”. I told him the only person I have a relationship with is my wife. Ask for a loan and then you will see how far this faux-concern extends.

Insurance companies, retail outlets are all at it. Mark’s and Spencer’s now tell us that they are “your M&S”, a phrase I find sickening and condescending. M&S exist to make a profit for their shareholders and the customers are a means to an end. It’s insincere to pretend otherwise.

They are always apologising for causing distress. I don’t mind appropriate apologising but for the most part apologising has become an excuse for poor service. ‘We’re sorry to keep you waiting. Please be assured your custom is valuable to us”. Just shut up and answer the phone more quickly.

I don’t want to be mates with a bank or an insurance company. I just want them to be efficient, deliver the service I have paid for and stop asking me about my emotional state or wishing me a “nice day”.

Stupid cunts.

Nominated by: Marvellous Mechanical Cunting Machinery

Can we determine what “white privilege” is, and who is white. At the same time can we sort out who is “gay”. Who are the whites? Are we talking about Spanish or Italians ? Is Alexadria Ocasio Cortez White? She looks it to me. Her ancestor wiped out the Incas. Is it only people from Norway or the North pole (who look a bit brown). Is Phillp Schofield a gay? He had a wife and children. I dont think these labels work. And so all their bullshit falls down in a breath of wind.

Nominated by: smugcunt

The 21st Century Post Modern Spiv…perpetual bullshitter, LinkedIn fuckwit and lying shite…

Spiv:

“A man, typically a flashy dresser, who makes a living by disreputable dealings.”

Once upon a time, there was a period in British history where spivs were harmless wide boys and if you wanted petrol, nylons and other black market goods which were rationed or not available (and had the sovs to pay) these gentlemen would see you right.

Del Boy was a kind of spiv I suppose, Arthur Daley too. More classic studies being Cubitt from “Brighton Rock” (Nigel Stock) and Private Walker (Stanley Beck) from “Dad’s Army” fame. All slightly or totally comical figures, trying to get on, turn a dishonest buck and keep one step ahead of the law. Let’s not forget Flash Harry from the marvellous St.Trinians films either.

Everybody knew what they were, what they did and Caveat Emptor certainly applied. These types certainly still exist and if you not really worried where it came from then fill your boots.

But now I present for you, the 21st century post-modern spiv…

These total wafflecunts exist mainly on the internet and LinkedIn… They class themselves with titles such as ‘Brand Expert’, ‘Influencer’, ‘Visionary’, ‘Entrepreneur’, ‘Trendsetter’ blah blah waffle waffle cunt cunt cunt…….

With their £100 Burtons/Next shiny tight suit they bought off the dummy in the shop, iPhone/smartphone/cuntphone, bumfluff stubble and over-inflated ego these perpetual wank-chimps are always bullshitting, ‘closing on a deal’, starting a new start up (for the 4896 time) and proclaiming on social media utter shit to decent hard working folk.

What they don’t tell you is that everything they touch turns to shit, they have a lifestyle that they can’t afford, they haven’t the balls to actually get a real job and they are in fact just a fucking loser.

These utter trumpet-cunts I have noticed are men between 20 – 45 and across all races and ethnicities. Take one of these cunts and look into their background and you find a trail of started, failed, closed businesses, lies, bullshit and utter cuntery.

I’d much rather be a shit house cleaner than one of these cunts…

Nominated by: Dandy Desmond 

…and on the subject of trust, here’s one from Uncle Monk

Is it me or does it merely appear that you really can’t trust anyone nowadays.

Now I’m a fairly trusting person and I try to see the best in people but it just seems everyone is trying to rip you off or con you.

There isn’t a day goes by when I don’t get a phone call/email/text trying to part me from my hard earned money.

It has got to a point where I don’t trust anyone anymore. Whenever anyone tries to get me to pry open my wallet I’m always trying to second guess them, trying to work out their angle, how they are duping me.

It really makes me sad that we now live in a world like this.

Box ticking lefty woke TV adverts.

Fuck me. Every bastard advert on TV is riddled with some right-on LGBTQ message or even worse BLM propaganda.
Diversity to the fuckin extreme.

A group of millenials order a pizza… and the cast includes.

Non binary boy/girl
Heavily pierced overweight “thing”
White hipster with eyelinered boyfriend.
Single parent lesbian.
Wheelchair bestie!

and even a MIDGET!

Ok…. be honest.
How many of you have midget mates?

* Disclaimer. I have nothing against migetism*

Nominated by: Kendo Nagasaki 

and seconded by: Hard Brexit Cunt

I’ll second Kendo Nagasaki’s cunting of woke TV adverts.

The one that really gets on my tits is the GoDaddy advert which ticks the following woke boxes:
– presented by a dark key
– the business is VEGAN (yuck!) pies
– endorsed by an Indian
– and the pièce de resistance – it has another endorsement by a (male-to-female) tranny called Miranda

You can’t beat the adverts from the 1970s – this one in the middle of the Kenny Everett Show (12′ 18″) features an Indian but take note of his name – definitely not woke!

https://youtu.be/lXtXkf4ObP4?t=738

And here is a link to that fucking annoying GoDaddy advert for vegan pies with the tranny.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ISMXYT961CU