Victoria Derbyshire [4]


Victoria (the Covid rules don’t apply to me) Derbyshire

Another cunting for this narcissistic, self important, gobby, woke, leftie harpie. She proclaims proudly in the Radio Times that she will have the rule of 7 for her Christmas not the rule of 6 that we mere prols must adhere to.

In true Vicky Pollard form, yeah but, no but yeah, but no but, she has now retracted the comments having been told she would actually be breaking the Law and subject to a £3200 fine!

What an absolute Cunt!

Nominated by: Another Cunting Mess

(Can’t win them all. Here’s a bonus nom- DA)

“We are family”


Bugger me, bombarded on all sides by “we will get through this together” bolloxs.
War time spirit mixed with ’60s social worker cobblers. Shite mobile videos posted on FlickFuck immediately reposted on BBC News. Geriatric old cunts shaking their booty and spraying old lady shite all over their zimmer frames. Delightfully out of synch old cunts doing a weird Monster Mash to the eponymous Sister Sledge gay hit now fronted by the spectacularly old and ugly Kim Sledge.

You know what (to borrow the brain slime cliché favoured by pop/media persons), you know what, the WHO (World Health Organisation) are the brains and money behind this embarrassment. Now that Big Don has cut off US funding from this corrupt organisation who has rushed in as principal funder of the WHO? HMG. Oh yes.

I eliminate meself from all this Covid crap because like a true cunt I hate people, never go near the fuckers except when I feel a sneeze coming on.

In short you stay away from me and I’ll stay away from you. Plague eliminated. You know it makes sense.

Nominated by: Sir Limply Stoke

Sister Sludge Cunts

This WebCam World

What a bastard. It’s all down to bandwith – which we aint got. Dodgy connections which freeze and sound that clicks and gurgles like a dying OAP. What apparently the trade calls “artefacts”.

News feeds come in live from all over the world with microphones locking on distant sirens and car horns all in glorious stereo plus extraneous whizzes and buzzes picked up down the line. Drives me poor pussy mad cat crazy – claws out and howling she tries to rip the telly apart to get to the rats or whatever she imagines is in there.

Mobile phone type beeps are the worst, seem to hang in the room in a freaky three dimensional Ipcress File soundscape. What – where the fuck was that?

We are all going to work from home and use Zoom and other yellow peril crappoala to get connected? Not when de yoot are gaming on the internet and the connection drops below 1mb. Cunts.

Enough has been said about the backgrounds to presentahs ect doing webcasts from home but not half enough about the aesthetic – Maitlis in vampire make-up, unknown presentah slappers with Essex fake tans, that jaundice look that seem to be on-trend on the street and on digital. All in garish high contrast colour.

If any cunt wants to upload a mobile clip to the telly make sure it is in landscape format (hold your fucking phone letterbox style) and not portrait otherwise it will not fill the screen and the sides will be filled in with distracting patterns or a stretched image. I do not like it.

Nominated by: Sir Limply Stoke

The BBC & BHM (36)

I have long been content to simply read and enjoy this excellent site, but this week I have finally been tipped over the edge into nomination by (who else?) the BBC.

I was enjoying breakfast with my pre-school aged children when CBeebies presenter Nigel Clarke (no, me neither) started nominating his ‘heroes’ for Black History Month. Well, what else would you expect at 7.30am on a television channel for under sevens?

Nigel began, with breath-taking originality, by nominating Muhammad Ali. He told the tale of Ali going from being a poor boy to ‘the best boxer in the world’. Enter – ‘What’s a boxer daddy?’

Now, I love boxing, and Ali is an absolute legend, but I have enough trouble stopping the kids hitting each other without CBeebies extolling the virtues of a man who is largely famous for being really, really good at hitting people.

Nigel then moved on to his next hero, who was (imagine my surprise) Barak Obama. He described Barry as ‘the first black president of the United States’. At which point I switched to Channel 5, adverts and all.

Fortunately, the kids did not pick up on the overtly racial nature of Nigel’s statement and start with ‘What does ‘black’ mean daddy?’; ‘Am I black Daddy?’; ‘Why not daddy?’

I do not believe children should be raised to view themselves or others in racial terms. Only division and hatred can result from this. But it seems Auntie disagrees and has no lower age limit for indoctrinating the next generation with this vile propaganda.

And all for a mere £157.50 a year.

(It’s gonna be a long fucking month! – DA)

Desperate to be a Desperate Housewife


Several “reality shows” that showcase spoiled, shallow, intolerable cunts in their natural habitats of mansions, parties, and fine booze deserve a champagne-fueled cunting.

My wife is a true housewife. We decided to not farm out the raising of our child to disinterested 3rd parties. She keeps our home stocked, clean, and very well kept. We decided to not put her in the social indoctrination pipe called public school either. She is always busy and a housewife as good as they get.

However these desperate housecunts are anything but. They have multiple income streams and live with all things done for them. These drama queens being called housewives is an insult to the brave ladies who have chosen this most noble profession. The popularity of the shows is not lost on me but they should not be called housewives. We watch them because of the trainwreck spilling loads of cunt drama everywhere.

The title should be Rich Cunts Desperate to be Younger than They Are.

Nominated by: Texas Trumptard