Kim Jong-Un is a fat little yellow cunt
Nominated by Mr Bastard
Jason Osamede Okundaye.
Emergency cunting for Jason Osamede Okundaye. He’s the piece of shit that tweeted…
“All white people are racist. White middle class, white working class, white men, white women, white gays, white children they can ALL geddit.”
…in response to the violence that has followed the death of Rashan Charles.
Okundaye happens to be the head of Cambridge University’s Black and Minority Ethnic society. Can you imagine the storm this tweet would have caused if the word ‘white’ had been replaced with its antonym?
Okundaye has also tweeted his racist views about white people “colonising” parts of east London…
‘Watching these middle-class white despair over black people protesting in their colonsied Dalston is absolutely delicious.”
Not sure English people can “colonise” their own capital, you thick cunt.
Can you imagine the scale of the meltdown by the twittermongs if Okundaye’s ravings been tweeted with the word “Muslim” in place of “white” and “terrorist” in place of “racist.”
Nominated by Cunt’s Mate Cunt
Dead Pool [66]
We have a winner!
Congratulations to Dioclese for correctly predicting that it was only a matter of time before little Charlie Gard’s life-support was switched off.
So the slate is wiped clean and we move on to Deadpool 66.
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. Good luck.
Fred West’s noms:
Clive James
Denis Norden
Leslie Phillips
Liz Dawn
George A. Cooper
Essex celebrity
A bit of an impromptu cunting for the Essex-ification of British fucking TV. Apologies in advance if anyone hails from Essex – before arranging my lynching please remember that this cunting is exclusively reserved for ‘celebrities’, presenters and assorted wannabes.
With that out of the way, let’s start as we fucking mean to go on shall we – this phenomenon has been the scourge of free-to-air broadcast viewing across the last 3-4 years, principally due to ITV’s bargain basement output. It seems to me that Essex has disproportionate representation on mainstream TV – why? These fuckers appear to be the most fame-hungry of any in the UK. Reality TV is flooded with them – and watching these cunts wrap their infuriating estuary vowels exaggeratedly over every fucking word drives me Tucker-esque; constantly fighting the manic fucking urge to tear off my eyelids, scrunch them up and use them as earplugs.
The obvious, grotesque, enormous elephant in the fucking room – no, not Gemma Collins – but the shitty fucking wankfest of a programme which gave birth to her, TOWIE. The excessive posturing from these cunts demands militant torture methods to be employed on the fucking double. I once worked with a guy whose nickname was Arg. This programme is so toxically cuntish, that I consigned this otherwise decent chap as an extreme cunt, purely due to the association with his TOWIE namesake.
Christ have mercy on my cunting soul, if only it stopped there. TOWIE is just the resultant reality TV verruca on the diseased footprint from this Essexification; marching unstoppably across prime fucking time TV. Everywhere you fucking look – Jeff Brazier, Stacy Solomon, that frumpy shitcunt who won X-Factor, Adele, Olly Murs, Joe Swash, Mark Wright, Ferne McCann, Joey Cuntfuck, Dominic Littlewood (that bald fucking dwarven cunt truly makes my shit hang sideways!), Dermot O’Leary, Russell Brand, Jade Goody (don’t rest in peace, you thick fucking cunt), Alan Davies, endless Apprentice contestants…
The sheer cuntitude on that list alone is more radioactive than weapons-grade plutonium. But special mention must go to professional slut and all-around shitcunt, Katie Price (as well as her equally-diseased imitation, Jodie Marsh). This fucking cunt, even relative to her Essex brethren, is a stratospheric cunt of biblical proportions. The epitome of zero talent trash with tits, I was hoping we would see the last of her when her but no – a few pay-cheques from Loose Stool Women ensured her necrosing baps were fixed up, and she is back in the fucking saddle, like some kind of shitcunt Terminator.
Last word to Rylan Clark. Holy fuck, this insufferable cunt – complete with almost cartoon-tier veneers and an appetite for shirt-lifting that even exceeds his obvious inspiration, George Michael – really sums up everything that is wrong with modern TV, full stop. Someone who pretended to want to be a shit singer, simply as a gateway into TV stardom. This man has less talent than a paraplegic with locked-in syndrome, and arguably less appeal. I cannot begin describe the sheer brutality that I wish upon his person every time the camera flashes on his blindingly bright Hampstead Heaths. Hopefully the midwife slapped this cunt’s mother repeatedly for unleashing such a fucking excremental smear of a human being upon the world.
TV ‘personalities’ from Essex, you are all high-ranking cuntlords.
Nominated by The Empire Cunts Back
Electric cars
The future’s green. The future’s electric according to Michael Gove (see cunts passim) our esteemed Secretary of State for the Environment. By 2040, it will be illegal to buy a petrol or diesel vehicle.
Who the fuck are you kidding Mike? Just answer the following questions :
1. How are you going to generate the extra electricity?
2. How are you going to roll out enough charging points?
3. How am I going to drive from London to Edinburgh without a couple of hours break to recharge?
4. How much pollution will the new power stations pump out?
5. How much disruption is going to be generated while we’re laying the cables out to the charging points?
6. How long do the batteries last and how much will it cost motorists to replace them when they expire?
7. How are you going to cope with the lobbyists from the petrol and oil companies?
8. How much more will electricity cost to pay for the infrastructure?
9. How will you react to the riots from motorists which will make the poll tax look like a picnic?
Let’s face it, this will never happen. It’s complete bollocks. The cars ain’t fit for purpose, the infrastructure ain’t there and the public will never stand for it. Still, it keeps the eco-cunts quite for a year or two before it’s abandoned – sorry, delayed.
Gove, you’re a cunt and you’re talking shite.
Nominated by Dioclese