MEGHAN MARKLE

Another “person of colour” who is making a fucking nuisance of herself for no apparent reason. This plain and pricey woman, former actress, now acting the role of a put upon Royal servant – a darker version of Diana Spencer, in fact, doesn’t like white men:

https://www.express.co.uk/news/uk/1088407/meghan-markle-news-campaign-charity-work-university-education.

It begs the question as to why she married a wealthy white Establishment man. Why doesn’t the bitch go back to acting and fuck off back to papa in America?

Nominated by W. C. Boggs

I want to cunt private reg plates and the wankers that buy them.
Never understood the appeal in them…in the first instance it smacks of someone so vain and insecure that they want to hide the age of their car from the average Joe (as we know, only thick cunts buy new cars anyway). Then you have the bell ends that plaster some silly nickname on it like SM1THY or J0N3SEY, almost always a self given nickname that absolutely no one ever calls them. My brother is one such tosser, giving himself the reg BO55 CHCS, just to remind everyone he runs his own small business. Utter self obsessed buffoon that he is.
Most people would never dream of stitching their name or nickname on to their trainers or their T-shirt (because you’d rightly assume you look like a right dickhead)….so why is it acceptable to do it on a car? Not to mention for a half decent one you’re often in the region of thousands of pounds.
Such tragic, attention seeking behaviour, well and truly the domain of small dicked posers, absolutely desperate for someone to notice they exist. So if you have one…..be under no illusions that you are indeed a CUNT.

Nominated by The Ghost of Glauber Berti

A nomination for crap cover versions of crap songs. Too many to mention, but in my opinion, top of the list must be UB40 with the dreadful ‘I got you babe’ and ‘Red red wine’. More like whine, as that’s how the lead ‘singer’ of that crap group used to ‘sing’ .

Nominated by Mystic Maven

May I respectfully suggest a special throw-away colour supplement cunting column for that ragbag of eleven masturbatory self-serving, rictus grinning arseholes currently going by the name “The Independent Group” (a branch of Gavin Shuker Enterprises/Gemini A Ltd). A more suitable name could be either The Chuka Umunna Vanity Project or The Blair Memorial Group.

Soubry and the other two Tory tarts who defected yesterday sounded like a group of giggly actresses. Soubry referred to “my good friend, my *very* good friend Chuka” (watch out Mrs. Umunna, his beard, er, sorry, wife), I have a feeling the frustrated old cow is after your old man (will you fuck me, Chukaboy, will you take my knickers down, down a dark alley where nobody goes?). Could lust be in the air.

This stupid group of malcontents is going nowhere, probably forgotten in a few weeks time, but while it is on life support, courtesy of our soap obsessed press, the question is, who will next to jump ship? (probably on Saturday to maximise the Sunday press and TV shows).

My guess is Dominic Grieve, the raddled looking old woman, who is pissing his knickers at the thought of a no deal Brexit.

Come to think of it perhaps they should call the group “The Old Women’s Club”

Fuck them.

Nominated by W. C. Boggs

Griefjacking
We get used to scenes of flowers and tears whenever (daily, just about) a budding architect is offed by another budding architect.
However, the scenes at Cardiff Football club following the sad and tragic loss of Emiliano Sala take the biscuit.
‘Once a Bluebird always a Bluebird’ flowers and tributes piled high.

You can only imagine the level of grief if this unfortunate young man had ever played or even trained at the club.

I blame the Fiat in the tunnel with the Duke driving. Oh, and a pissed up drug addled chauffeur combined with a lack of seatbelts.

Nominated by Cuntstable Cuntbubble