Gin and Tonic deserves a cunting. There was a time when, on entering a bar, buying a G&T was easy. It was Gordon’s with Schweppes tonic water, a slice of lemon and some ice. In my day’s in the mess, it was a good way to get pissed without getting a hangover. And it’s tasty – good on a hot, summer’s day or a relaxer after work. Now, because of the work of cunts with beards (for that’s what they are), asking for a G&T results in you being handed a menu, and that’s just for the fucking tonic water!
In 2010, there were 116 gin distilleries in the UK. Now there are over 300, all because cunts with beards believe they have distilled the latest elixir of life. And another set of beardies is endlessly re-inventing tonic water. Now, listen up you cunts – a G&T is a London Dry Gin served in a straight glass with plenty of ice, tonic water and a slice of lemon. And it all tastes the same, especially after the fourth or fifth glass. Gin has been around since the 13th century, so beardies, you’re making nothing new. Cunts.
Nominated by Sgt Maj Cunt



