Wasps
A few days of April sunshine and all of a sudden these buzzing stripy cunts appear out of nowhere. They’re like those Romanian windscreen cunts who hang around junctions with the lights on red so that they suddenly appear next to your car with an oily sponge and a bucket of dirty water splattered all over your windscreen and then expecting you to cough up a fiver for the privilege.
Wasps are cunts, and I don’t care what the ecologists or environmentalists may say about how important they are in the food chain etc. I couldn’t give two fucks quite frankly – they’re cunts, and aggressive little cunts at that. Especially when you have the windows wide open on a hot Spring day, and the cunts slip in unnoticed like a Booshka/Pikey about to raid your home!
Sometimes you can hear them buzzing around in your bedroom, but you can’t see them, but you know they’re there somewhere! And you can’t settle down until you know you’ve found it and either splattered it and/or turfed it back out of the window.
Wasps are the chavs of the insect world: they serve no purpose, always feed off the backs of others, are noisy, have no class, thick as shit and utter utter cunts!
Nominated by Technocunt




