Miraculous Skeptics

‘I don’t believe in miracles’ sang Colin Blunstone. I do.
Can God suspend the laws of physics? Well he made them so he can suspend them. He can upend them.
As in the ‘Miracle of the Sun’-

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Miracle_of_the_Sun

Over 90,000 people saw it. Were they all part of some mass hysteria? The educated classes derided it of course. But I always believe the simple people. I believe what they said they saw with their two eyes.

Same with Lourdes. Saint Bernadette. All the sophisticates scoffing again.. But she said she saw ‘a lady’ and I believe her.

I was watching ‘Unsolved Mysteries’. He said he prayed for his wife and the tumour vanished. One day it was there the next it had gone. Doctors baffled.

There is evidence that people who are prayed for in hospital do better than those who aren’t prayed for.

Slightly off topic that.
This is no way endorsing ‘faith healing’. I’ve said before that there will be a special place in hell for those charlatans that exploit sick people for financial gain.

There was something else. No, only to contradict Colin I do believe in miracles.

Nominated by: Miles Plastic

American MSM (6)

I’m not normally militant enough to cunt, but I’ve had it in the two weeks since Joebama has taken office.

These cunts just can’t leave Trump alone. Even now he’s gone, all their narratives are to do with him. That should tell you all you need to know.

MSNBC’s shaved baboon, Joy Reid, homiliying us on how Trump spent 4 years destroying the planet.

CNN’s Anderson Cooper, homosexual extraordinaire, presenting a ‘Q was a load of shit’ (which admittedly it was) conspiracy-deconstruction show about how he doesn’t drink babies’ blood.

NEWSFLASH: you do exactly that you cunt. We all know how you got strung up in those straps in your mother Gloria Vanderbilt’s swimming pool so that perverted satanist ‘artist’ could do a painting of it, to be hung on Tony Podesta’s wall.

https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q_BTVNDI8_U/Xpx0ab4if-I/AAAAAAAAbqI/atRawFla_98w0OdtCxk47FnjLCj-G7WCQCK4BGAYYCw/s1600/IMG_2056.jpeg

Nominated by: WokeUpTodayAndRealisedWhatACuntIAm 

The Hairy Bikers

The Hairy Bikers advert.

Ive just seen a advert by the Hairy Bikers, now I never had a problem with them,
They seemed working class, down to earth types, bearded bike riding foodies,
But they’ve gone mental!

The advert is for some shitty meat substitute, And the advert is saying you don’t need meat for a healthy meal.

One now has a bouffant hairdo like he’s Dolly Parton, The other has a Salvador Dali moustache, and had a cravat on.

So they’re now promoting vegetarianism? Fair enough,

But I’m betting neither of these sell out grabbing little fuckers are vegetarian!
Stick your meat substitute up your ducky arses, get on your bikes and fuck off.
Hope you get a Easyrider ending to your next series.

Nominated by: Miserable Northern Cunt

https://www.lbbonline.com/news/the-hairy-bikers-cheat-on-meat-in-campaign-for-knorr

GP Receptionists [5]


Are you an unsuccessful brewery party organiser? Do you have no social skills or desirable qualities? Have you got all the compassion of a haemorrhoid? Then you’d probably make a great GP’s receptionist.

I’ve got the pleasure of having a pretty nasty bout of Crohn’s disease, which is a pain in the arse, literally. Not as much of a pain in the arse, though, as dealing with these fuckers.

Getting a doctor’s appointment round my manor is like getting an audience with the Pope. You ring up at 8:29 and some cunt, invariably called Pam or Marjorie, tells you to phone back at 8:30 because the surgery isn’t open. You ring back at 8:31 and said cunt can barely hide the relish in her voice when she says there’s nothing left and you have to ring tomorrow at 8:30 sharp. This is even fucking worse now that, with the magic excuse of Covid, GPs will only deign to speak to you when the Moon is in its seventh house and Jupiter aligns with Mars.

This morning I rang up after a bloody painful night up Chateau Khazi and the wag on the other end, who sounded like Gollum after 20 Rothman’s, told me to buy some peppermint oil. “How do you know you’re having an flare-up anyway?”. Well, love, I’ve had an arse like the Japanese flag since the John Major days, I probably know my own body better than a fucking carrion crow with a lanyard and hooped earrings.

The fuckers speak to you like you’ve just crawled out of Ann Widdecombe’s dried up old minge, yet they hide behind their fucking ‘zero tolerance’ policy where ‘abuse’ means breathing in a way they don’t like. Cunts.

Nominated by: Gloria Stitz

Alex Kurtzman

Alex Kurtzman is a cunt. For those who don’t know, Kurtzman is, allegedly, a producer. I say allegedly, because he’s completely shite at producing decent, engaging entertainment. His list of ‘credits’ include Transformers, the shit Tom Cruise version of the The Mummy, the worst Spiderman movie, Star Trek: Discovery and Star Trek: Picard. This guy is a kind of King Midas, except everything he touches turns to shit.

His latest project is Clarice, a rip off…sorry…spin off of the Silence of the Lambs, which focuses on Clarice Starling about a year after the events of the movie. One of the biggest problems of the show, is that because of licensing issues, they cannot legally mention the one character everyone is really interested in, Hannibal Lector. And of course, being produced by Kurtzman, it’s woke as fuck. This time however, things are different. The MSM have ripped him a new one over the show, and it’s about fucking time. One reviewer even called him an IP hack, because that’s what he does, he attaches himself to the intellectual property of someone else, and then fucks it up. Kurtzman is a classic example of an absolutely incompetent twat failing upwards.

Discovery alone is a literal shit show, focussing on a female character who is not only the original Mary Sue, but is irredeemably contemptible. The stories themselves are fucking pathetic, in the recent third season a female ensign (the lowest commissioned rank in the US Navy, because they use those ranks in Star Trek) goes from being a neurotic ensign to a neurotic executive officer to a neurotic captain in the blink of an eye, literally leapfrogging higher, far more experienced ranks. And she was fucking useless. Now we learn that Kurtzman considered the wokery in the show to be insufficient, so it’s been announced that the fourth season will feature an all female bridge crew. That wouldn’t be a bad thing, if the show was any good, but it isn’t. In fact, Kurtzman has admitted that he doesn’t see it as entertainment, he sees the show as a platform for his woke bullshit. And Picard was even worse.

The ONLY thing this festering boil on a warthog’s ass is good at, is being achingly woke. For that alone, he’s a cunt.

Nominated by: Quick Draw McGraw