
Another week, yet another apology to James Hewitt’s brave little soldier, or the threat of another prosecution. Jim’s boy, the Prince of Snowflakes, is forever having his delicate little feelings hurt and his wife deeply upset over some piece of tittle tattle over the little prats life.
It’s the Mail Online this week:
https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-55888361
Nearly every day, it seems, somebody upsets the little bastard, but as he no longer lives in Britain why does he worry so much. We all have our own opinion of the little shitstain, no matter how many newspapers write cheques for him. He is a greedy grasping little cunt, no better than a ponce in a Parisian pissoir.
It is a pity any newspaper continues to give the little wanker the oxygen of publicity – for no marks like him there is only one thing worse than be written about, and that is not being written about. Let him sink to the obscurity he so richly deserves.
Nominated by: W. C. Boggs



