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Michael Jackson fans

After reading some of the comments (not on [anti-]social media – I deleted my facebook account two and a half years ago and never used any others – but on newspaper comments boards) from people regarding the latest documentary, Leaving Neverland, I thought about adding a few things, since some of the comments are laughable at times because the people writing them are in such denial and/or just plain stupid:
Were/are ALL his accusers lying? James Safechuck came across as a lot of things, but I don’t think that any part of his story or behaviour was suspect.
Why is a single man in his 30s and 40s having young boys sleeping in his bed? If it was just some random man in your neighbourhood doing this, wouldn’t you find it strange?
If Michael loved ALL children then why only boys in his bed?
Why did Michael have so many cameras and alarms outside his bedroom to warn him of people approaching?
Why did Michael agree to a $20MILLION out of court settlement in 1993? If I knew I wasn’t guilty of something I bloody well wouldn’t settle with anyone!!

Michael may have been an exceptionally talented superstar, but in my opinion, he was also a child rapist. He was so fucked up in the head that he changed his look from a normal black man to something resembling an Asian transsexual with a wig. He needed anaesthesia and other drugs to sleep. His real speaking voice wasn’t that high pitch that most of us heard. His marriage to Lisa Marie was a total sham. He blew through almost $1billion!!! Do I need to keep going??
I don’t give a fuck what the creepy, fucked up Jackson family or that idiot Corey Feldman say, Michael was a sick, twisted, demented child rapist who, thankfully, died sooner rather than later. Do the parents shoulder some of the blame? Absolutely. They basically pro$tituted their kids out to him, because money is the only God in America.
No one in their right mind thought that Mr Wholesome All-American Dad Bill Cosby could be one of the biggest serial rapists in that country’s history, but he is.
And now I’ve just found this article:
https://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-6785055/Corey-Feldman-admits-no-longer-defend-Michael-Jackson-amid-allegations-Leaving-Neverland.html?ns_mchannel=rss&ns_campaign=1490&ito=1490
Interesting…..

Nominated by Cunt me in

A cunting for those who besmirch the good name of Michael Jackson, the most talented and wonderful star ever to grab his groin on stage.
The cunts wait until he is dead to denigrate him and accuse him of vile acts when he isn’t around to defend himself or pay $20 million or so to the accusers.
The same happened when Savile died and no doubt will happen again when legends like Gary Glitter and Rolf Harris pass away.
Enough is enough. #michaelwasnoperv. With an emoji (whatever that is) of a smiling child with a sore arse.

Nominated by Cuntstable Cuntbubble

Match of the Day Cunts

I’d like to nominate the cunts that run ‘Match Of The Day’, especially ‘Match Of The Day 2’. Watched it last night and there was a bird presenting it for fucks sake, and, if that’s not bad enough there was some screeching harpie commentating on a match. A voice for subtitles if ever there was one. Is there nothing that the BBC won’t force their ‘right-on’ agenda on us? And don’t get me started on ITV’s coverage of the rugby with some ex-England women’s rugby player giving her opinion. When you’ve actually taken part in a game vs men and nearly had your spleen knocked out by an 18 stone flanker, I’ll listen to your opinion, until them, fuck off. I’m not misogynistic, but, for fuck’s sake, is there nothing sacred anymore?

Nominated by DCI Gene Cunt

Japanese Porn Actresses

https://nypost.com/2017/05/23/japans-hottest-porn-sensation-is-just-3-feet-tall/

I want to nominate all Japanese porn actresses for the pathetic, contrived, stupid cunting noises that emanate from their mouths as they’re bonking. It’s a sort of high-octave simpering, whining, child-sobbing, non-stop sound that does my cunting head in when I’m trying to keep up with the fu… erm, plot. They’re a bunch of pussy cunts acting as though they’re virginal nuns, shocked, distraught and all but losing their marbles by the simple act of having a leg over with some scrawny cunt who’s got one the size of a cunting toothpick. I call these soppy sluts out for this bullshit. If the cunts can’t grunt or moan like a proper porn star they should get out of the game. They’re guilty of spreading fake mews.

Nominated by AI W

Portable laptops

Portable laptops warrant a cunting.

Responsible on a daily basis for making my already vile commute into hell on Earth. These cunting contraptions of work slavery crop up on every fucking table on my train. The sad, deluded cunts banging away on them desperate to be seen to doing the right thing or getting a head start for the day. Corporate slavery at it’s worst. Keeps you chained to your desk even out of office.

It’s the typing that’s the killer. Either some middle aged cunt hammering away using one finger, smashing the keys like it’s a fucking Victorian, ribbon typewriter or some young cunt, fingers blurred as they carve out 100 words a second.
Second type next to me now. Been smashing away on her fucking MacBook for the last 20 minutes. Obligatory water bottle and massive cans, happy in her own little world whilst the vein throbs in my temple.

Picturing pouring her water bottle over the cunting laptop is the only thing keeping me going. Fucking CUNT.

Nominated by Bellendiousmaximus

The Tory Party

At my advanced time of life there are not many things that I can genuinely claim to have never done before, but tonight I can genuinely say that I have done so.

Tonight I was ejected from the AGM of my local Conservative Constituency Association. Yes, I admit to being a card carrying member of the Tory Party. In fact I joined last year with the express desire of being able to hold my Remainer MP to account for defying the will of her constituents.

Now party politics is not new to me. In 2015 I voted for UKIP and was a member of UKIP at the time. UKIP meetings were a bit of a shambles but at least they were all singing from the same hymn sheet and believed passionately in what they were putting forward to the electorate which is more than I can say for the Tories.

It started badly as not one single person on the front table thought to introduce themselves as they got up to speak. This always bodes ill with me because of the arrogant assumption that they are so bloody important we are just expected to know who they are. I’d never seen them before so was forced to ask – which didn’t go down well. Never mind.

After the usual formal waffle it was our MPs turn to address the meeting. The chap next to me leapt in and gave an passionate address about the Brexit shambles and the splits in the party and how if they didn’t get their shit together they would be massacred at the next election and how he’d never vote for them again. Pretty much what I intended to say so he saved me the trouble.

This was met with much derision from the assembled masses and a sprited response from the MP who proceeded to bang on about how much better things were under the Tories and how Corbyn was too dangerous to be allowed into power. Much of this has sod all to do with Brexit and totally failed to address my friend’s point.

I could resist no longer. I interjected by asking why if things were so good for the UK why we were kowtowing to a bunch of unelected EU dictators and why we didn’t have the balls to tell them to get stuffed. She waffled on about how good the Capitulation Agreement was because we needed a deal for our own good.

I asked what we would be getting for our money. That’s 39 billion plus 10 billion a year for the two year transition plus 8.4 billion a year that we collect on import duties and hand over to Brussels. That’s a total of 76 billion pounds or £1,200 for every person regardless of age in the UK.

That was met with a grunt of disgust from a bloke behind me so I pointed out that for a party that professes to care for the disadvantaged and needy in society, robbing them of £1,200 per head was a little hypocritical.

Our illustrious MP was a getting a little flustered at this point and got really cross when I continued by asking her what the whip would be in the forthcoming votes (she’s a whip) and how she justified supporting remain in defiance of the Conservative manifesto and against the wishes of the electorate in her leave voting Constituency.

At this point she lost the plot and suggested I leave the meeting, so as I could no longer tolerate her unbearable arrogance and hypocrisy, I decided to comply.

It will be interesting to see how that is reported in the minutes. Probably along the lines of “there was a sprited discussion with our MP” fullstop. After all, nobody asked my name and I didn’t tell them. If it’s good enough for them, it’s good enough for me.

The Tory Party was once known as the nasty party but I prefer to regard it now as the Arrogant Party. Seems its OK to be open and a ‘broad church, one nation Conservative’ as long as you go along with everything they say without question.

That’s not my way as my regular reader will know and never will be, so I say a heart felt “Fuck you” as I exit stage right.

Is it any wonder the EU are shitting all over us with this shower in charge?…

Nominated by Dioclese