People who go out in public dressed in pajamas are cunts. And fucking lazy cunts at that.

I’ve been able to dress myself since I was about three years old, so how is it, other than sheer fucking laziness, that some people think it entirely appropriate to go shopping in their sleep wear? And that’s another question. Do they go to bed in the same PJs they went to the shops in? If so, they’re doubly dirty bastards. That’s the same as going to bed in the outdoor clothes that normal people wear when out and about. And the only time I did that, was when I was on exercise or deployment.

The vast majority of those who engage in this practice are young/youngish women, but today I saw an elderly woman doing it and it was truly a sight that I wish I hadn’t been subjected to. Nearly triggered a bout of PTSD.

So if you’re one of these people…For fuck’s sake, you lazy weirdo bastards. If you’re going out in public, put some fucking outdoor clothes on!

Nominated by: Quick Draw McGraw

“KAREN”:

A “Laugh at me and I’ll punch your knee” mini cunting please for an ugly old unnamed motorist bag who is another of the Karens of this world who is so concerned for herself that she behaved irrationally when somebody in a car got “too close” to her car for her comfort (it’s probably as close as any man would ever want to get to her):

https://www.thesun.co.uk/news/12187286/woman-yells-driver-too-close-coronavirus/

Look at the raddled old hag, little glasses in front of mad staring eyes, haircut looks like it was done with an axe, and she looks like an old lezza and, I bet, though big in the mouth and belly short of stature. Probably stinks of piss and halitosis.

What a vile raddled old cunt.

Nominated by: W. C. Boggs

Oh dear. What a pity. How sad.

Life doesn’t seem to be treating Emmanuel ‘Little Napoleon’ Macron well at the moment. Plagued by Brexit frustrations and dissent and economic woe at home, the French president is now finding it increasingly hard to impose his will in on-going ‘negotiations’ in The Union of Fraternal Love.

Talks drag on regarding the EU’s proposed €750 bill. C-19 rescue package, with Dutch PM Mark Rutte and his allies (Austria, Sweden, Denmark and now Finland) wanting more oversight of spending, and for more of the cash to be in the form of loans as opposed to non-repayable grants.

No doubt Microbe is keen to trouser the lion’s share of the wedge for France on advantageous terms, and sooner rather than later. His increased fractiousness seems finally to have led him to spit his dummy out. With the bully bursting out of the midget’s clothing, he has accused PM Rutte of taking on Britain’s obstructive role in EU summits.

He then threatened to walk out, claiming (get this for brass neck!) that ‘no deal is better than a bad deal’, by which, we may assume, he means ‘a bad deal for France’. With a further heavy application of Gallic charm, he then banged the table when Austria’s Sebastian Kurz had the audacity to leave The Imperial Presence to take an urgent phone call. Chancellor Kurz was reportedly offended after Microbe snapped ‘you see?

He doesn’t care. He won’t listen to others’**.

Oh well, what goes around comes around chaps. The ‘Frugal Four’, now joined by Finland, are no longer able to shelter behind Britannia’s shield. They’ve had to grow some balls, stick their heads over the parapet and take the flak for a change. The next time a British PM comes calling seeking reforms in return for continuing shed loads of cash, it might be in your interests, and those of your fellow member states, to listen. Oh but wait; there won’t BE a next time, will there?

As for the vertically challenged M. Microbe, it would appear that life is, indeed, turning out to be something of a bitch, as his stature continues to diminish by the day.The twat needs to get himself a much better pair of platform shoes if he’s going to continue his posturing. Run along home to mummy and she’ll buy you some, and another dummy.
Oh dear. What a pity. How sad.

** Translation into English; ‘he won’t do what I want’.

Nominated by: Ron Knee

The Memorial Stone to Wing Commander Guy Gibson’s dog “Ni**er” has been defaced. Sorry, I meant “edited” to remove its name.

Again, another piece of our history is rewritten to pander to SJW and soy boys who would @&%$ themselves were they called to perform the feats our grandparents did so that they can sip their almond milk, (un)fair trade coffee and preach their beliefs as though they were Holy Writ.

Care to place any bets as to whether cRap music will face the same? Of course, that is multi-culti sjw approved and all must bow down while OUR history and culture are destroyed to placate the feelings of these idiots who will never be satisfied until British culture is erased or sterilised to create their Brave New World. I would tell them to stick it but they would probably enjoy it.

I am soooo ANGRY!

Nominated by: Mr Angry

(Just a reminder: to prevent your comment going into moderation, don’t use the N word in full – admin)