
I used to have to read this pink rag for professional purposes but now only check it out for the cryptic crossword and the weekend edition. It has a section called “How to spend it” which is aimed at the idle rich with too much money and time on their hands so they buy up ludicrous “exclusive” articles like money clips, cigar cutters, decanters, gourmet ice cream etc. The more obscenely expensive, the better.
I´m sure ISACers will be tempted by some of the following items recommended in the latest edition: Victoria Beckham sunglasses “made in Italy with an angular diamond shape inspired by the ’70s”. These cool shades are going for a song at £279. A Saint Laurent Rive Droite tennis racket is just £430. Hang on, didn´t Saint Laurent die in 2008? It doesn´t really matter because no-one believes that Victoria Beckham actually designed her sunglasses except maybe peabrain Dave. Elizabeth Gage cufflinks, a bargain at a mere £4,560, and a Givenchy backpack, a giveaway at £2,550, complete my shopping list for the day.
Time to turn the page to Jancis Robinson´s wine column but as I have already cunted the old hag, I won´t inflict her latest dribblings on you.
Nominated by Mr Polly



A “get back on your side of the fucking road!” cunting for New Zealand drivers.
A bit of a niche effort this one, which may get passed over, but our driving really is the worst. Dioclese has been here, possibly a few of you others too, so they can confirm we are fully shit behind the wheel.
Now, considering a new car here costs a minimum of $20k, has various new fangled gadgets such as “indicators” and “head lights”, it’s amazing how many of them don’t work. Or the driver is a cunt and won’t use them. One or the other anyway.
Dawn/dusk or poor visibility (fog/rain)….no cunt uses headlights.
Turning off of a road into a side street or driveway…..no cunt indicates.
Speeding and tailgating…apparently mandatory.
Busy traffic and you need to turn in from a side street….no cunt will let you in.
The times I have been courteous and let some poor fuck into the stream of traffic, I’ve had the cunt behind me honk his horn or flash his lights or even just overtake me, nearly broadsiding the schmuck pulling out.
The urge most display to not be delayed by a even a nanosecond is weird. Very fucking weird.
Then we have the absurd laws that allow 15 year old children to drive, after having been “taught” by their shit fucking driver of a parent/sibling/friend. No requirement whatsoever to undergo professional tuition. And these “lessons” are generally taken in the wanker mobile that’s been modified to fuck (dropped suspension, fat cunt exhaust, turbo blower noise enhancer).
Small fucking wonder the standard continues to decline as more people start to hit the roads
New Zealanders are (mostly) not cunts, until they get behind the wheel. Then the majority are truly fucking arseholes of the highest magnitude
Nominated by, KiwiCunt