Dead Pool [93]

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Congratulations to me (Shaun) who correctly predicted games critic John Bain aka Totalbiscuit would be the next dead dude.Bain was just 33 and had made his name as one of the first major internet critics nearly a decade ago.

On to Deadpool 93:

Here are the rules (pay special attention to the first one):

1. Nominate who you think is the next cunt on the way out. You can have up to five choices. List your nominations in the comments of this post. It’s the current Dead Pool. Comments not in this post (e.g. in the previous one or other posts) will be ignored!

2. You win if your Cunt dies first.
Then the slate is wiped clean and we start again. Of course, you can always be a really annoying cunt and steal someone else’s dead cunt candidate from the previous pool (like Black and White Cunt frequently does).

Any cunt who tries to cheat by nominating the World’s Oldest Man or Woman is a cunt and will be ignored. Any anonymous cunt who can’t be bothered to make up a name for themselves will also be ignored. Oh, and the usual “Our Blog Our Rules” thing applies.

Nominations are now open on this post only. AND BEFORE YOU NOMINATE, FUCKING READ THE EXISTING NOMS TO CHECK THAT NONE OF YOUR PICKS HAVE BEEN TAKEN ALREADY! Good luck

My picks (Shaun)

John McCain
Leah Bracknell
Nobby Stiles
Matt Cappotelli
Stefan Karl Stefansson

Political Correctness [4]

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This is the end of our world as we know it. We aren’t under attack from aliens. Nor are we facing the prospect of a zombie apocalypse or another ice age. The extinction of humanity is already well under way and it’s only a matter of time before the world comes to an end. We are under attack from a well known sub-human mutant species who have plagued society with an absolutely atrocious and horrendous disease called… political correctness.

We live in a world whereby simply saying “hello” to someone carries the risk of facing a sexual harassment charge if you say it to the wrong person. A world where your life can be turned upside down by saying the ‘wrong thing’. The humiliation, the gossiping and the shit-storm that ensue through means such as Twatter or Fuckbook can drive an innocent and misunderstood person to insanity and even death.

One of the worst cases I have ever come across involves West Indies cricketer Chris Gayle and an uptight sports presenter. During an interview, Chris Gayle said to the sensitive old bint who was interviewing him: “I wanted to see your eyes for the first time, hopefully we can win this game and then we can have a drink after as well”. These were his exact words. In no way, shape or form can they be considered even remotely inappropriate. Well, not according to the members of the aforementioned sub-human mutant species. Not only have his comments been deemed ‘inappropriate and disrespectful’ he has also had to deal with the shit-storm from these mutants. On top of that he has also been fined just under £5,000. Yes, you did read that correctly. £5,000!

This mutant cult are gaining power rapidly and it’s only a matter of time before they take over the world and destroy it. In the next few decades the world will likely become a barren, desolate wasteland where anyone who doesn’t conform to their ways of political correctness and all the other shit that comes with it will be banished; either to the pit of eternal fire or sentenced to a lifetime of slavery and extreme torture. It wouldn’t come as much surprise if new devices that control what you say and what you see will be made compulsory and installed into everyone who is non-mutant.

It’s time to take action and fight against these far-left mutants which consist of SJWs, feminazis and various other snowflake cunts. It’s not too late to stop their path of mass destruction and vile brainwashing. They cannot be allowed to gain any more power and control. Let’s put an end to these cunts before it’s too late.

Nominated by,Jayniño

The Grenfell Tower Inquiry

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The Grenfell Tower Inquiry

Bugger me switch on me telly and every channel wall to wall with mendacious silence and hushed respect. M’Learned Friends talking very slowly (out of respect surely, not to drag out every syllable for as long as humanly possible to maximise their exorbitant fees). This is the Victims Statement part of the Inquiry which will go on for TWO WEEKS. Double bugger me.
The causation of the whole inferno fiasco is as plain as a pike staff in me humble opinion, dear old bribery and corruption within the building industry. Have spent many years navigating that paddy infested swamp which is fuelled by the back hander. Not just for the cunts that award contracts but at every level from Architects and Planning to Building Control to the dodgy Councillors on Committee and our upstanding MPs to the pig shit thick paddy that pours the concrete. Payola all round. Nice if you can get it.
We all knew about the in flammability of aluminium decades ago. Under the right conditions – plenty of oxygen and high enough temperatures – thin skins of ali will go like fuck. Certain WWII aircraft were notorious for their pilot toasting abilities if they got going eg Spitfire. Worth remembering that the Hindenburg airship had ali structure and ali dope on its fabric. That was toasty.
Problem is in the early 2000s all the sensible building controls that Yours Truly spent many years avoiding were all swept away and replaced by…well nothing really…and your health and well being placed in the honest hands of your sweet heart Developer. The industry entered a new era of control by market forces and self regulation. Whoopee.
Good News is we need no longer worry if our drains have been installed the right war round, our foundations our deep enough, the reinforcement is in the right place and has enough concrete cover and our insulation is non-flammable. Simple put we are all fucked in a post 80s building (70s not too clever either) so London Blitz spirit and get plenty of insurance…ah except the insurance game is just as fucked and crooked if not more so. Note to cunters if you have to make a claim go directly to the insurance assessor through your own claims manager and have large wads of used £20 notes available. You know it makes sense.

Nominated by Sir Limply Stoke

 

Diane Abbott (8)

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Diane Abbott – for the 103rd time

Touch orf the old tooth ache so went to bed early with a nice hot single malt toddy to listen to the wireless orn me old cuntphone. Managed to pick up what in my day was the old Home Service but is now some fandangle orn FM where there was much wind bagging aboit the demise orf Amber Dudd re the Bum’s Rush Fiasco. End orf political career, will come again, actually a nice woman loyally enacting a policy she disagrees with ect ect. Honourable thing to do, so sorry ect ect. If not support at least respect from across a broad spectrum orf the body politic thinking “Fuck me, there but for the Grace orf God go I”. General agreement Home Office = Tough Gig. Avoid.

Listening on an ear piece, getting pleasantly drunk and drowsy then Diane Abbott comes orn the line on a mobile pouring into me lug what recalled the old pre-war perfume “Black Poison” punctuated by breathy snorts orf derision. Bugger me to think old Corbyn features must have listened to that every night. Point is Politics is rough trade but every so orften (usually on the death orf a career) it reaches a little higher and displays magnanimity, the Best of British. Not so Ms Abbott who contrives to look and sound like an over inflated deflated black balloon. A neat trick. Sanctimonious and vindictive, she both claimed and demolished the moral high ground orn behalf orf the Windrush Generation. In full toss she had to be reminded that the Honourable Lady was not herself orf the Win Gen. Ah but her parents were which allowed her to claim full virtue signalling rights. Did she feel any sympathy for Amber Rudd? Rasp orf breathy silence.
Have had much to do with the Wind Genners over the years and some classic cunts amongst them granted but apart from that, a fine body orf people. We have much to learn from them. Where would Blighty be without Northern Soul, Ska and de white yoot talkin’ like de bruvvers? Paradoxically they alone are keeping alive the Queen’s English. If you want to hear Shakespeare classically spoken then you cast Afro-Caribbean. The wireless is colour blind so as a rule orf thumb any spoken voice that has depth and rhythm is likely to have its roots in the Wind Gen. Ironically many orf them are now considered to sound too posh to broadcast in this Pawhnd Shop Blighty. They can teach us much aboit forgiveness (apart from the aforementioned cunts)

Nominated by Sir Limply Stoke

 

Netta Barzilai

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Dear cunters

What can I say but check out this total and utter CUNT. The story says it all. But what will be fucking worse is how every LGBTCUNT will be lapping this up.

Might as well get down the bookies and win yourself a few quid to take away the pain of the world fucking ending cos if the fucking right on snowflakes don’t lap this up to see it’s sorry arse to victory then fuck me.

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/av/entertainment-arts-44073911/eurovision-2018-meet-the-israeli-singing-about-empowerment

#ordinarywhitebloke

Nominated by, Cuntsince1066

with a follow on by,Bolloxed up Britannia

 

A Right Cunting for Netta and Toy.

Never watched the Euro non-vision song contest last night. Was out at a club listening and dancing to some good ole rocknrole by a three piece, live band. Great night.
Got up late this afternoon and decided to see who won last night’s Euro travesty, in the vain hope that a half decent song might have triumphed.
On screen, the winner, Netta immediately assaulted my senses and for one orrible moment I thought I was still in bed suffering from a beer induced, trance nightmare, but worse than that was the jolting realisation that I was awake and this ghastly vision was for real.
Netta an obese and hideous parody of mini-mouse mated to a puff ball Bjork, shrilled, leered and bounced across the screen backed by a bunch of bean flicking, rug munchers, all on about – – – what? Totally unintelligible vocals that I couldn’t make sense of, so I had a look at the lyrics to this visual desecration. What a load of fucking virtue signalling insanity. I wont insult our good brethren and sisterdom here by repeating all of those mangled lyrics, that could have been penned by a schizoid, crack addict of thirteen, but here is one line,
“Look at me I’m a beautiful creature” !!! No, you are a fat Cunt with no musical ability that has jumped on the already creaking bandwagon of, right-on lovies.
Apparently the virtue signallers say that, – – – “on “Toy,” Netta sings about the awakening of social justice and empowerment of all people”.
No, its’ a fat Cunt’s extravagant whinge about how unfuckable she is and it’s all a “silly boys” fault, for not loving her, period.