Stephen Kinnock (3)

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The Right Honourable Stephen Kinnock MP.

Normally I wouldn’t blame a bloke for the sins of his father, especially when he has inherited his bald bonce and ugly face, but this cunt is an exception.

Stephen was elected as recently as 2015 (safe seat Aberavon) after spending his early career pushing pens and shuffling paper in the EU bureaucracy (I wonder where he got that idea?) He also took the opportunity to marry the future PM of Denmark, a slag who managed to get him off charges of tax dodging in Denmark.

Taking the advice of Mummy and Daddy (each received £130 grand payoff and £67 grand a year pension for their invaluable “work” for the EU) he decided that the he needed to steal from the British taxpayers’ pocket at source.

Obviously a solid gold Blairite and remoaner, tipped by the media to reach the top of Labour politics, just like his traitorous turncoat parents. The apple never falls far from the tree, they say, but this bastard is going to own the tree.

Truly a CUNT for our times.

Jeremy Corbyn [9]

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Corbyn is a big egotistical cunt and on his demise I will pour myself the biggest Jack Daniels ever. Even though the cunt may have made a video for the armed forces, on armed forces day, it still doesn’t excuse the fact the hippy fuckster would have rather been at that shite festival than attending Liverpool or any other event the cunt was invited to. I loathe the cunt and his followers with passion and I do fear for the future of this country, if by some chance he were PM. May gets me more annoyed and angrier day by day, but I would still rather have that useless split arse than him. Cunts, the lot of them.

On a brighter note I was having a tea in a cafe today and I saw a massive pair of tits in a tight white shirt. Good job the Mrs wasn’t with me at the time.

Nominated by Gingers Ballsack

Michael Eavis [2]

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Labour leader Wilfrid Bramble (left) and event Organiser Gary Glitter speak to the crowd from the Pyramid stage at Glastonbury Festival, at Worthy Farm in Somerset.

Michael Eavis is a supreme cunt. Went in and oit orf his arse for a year or two trying to do a deal re an artistic presentation. Cunt will only talk telephone numbers and rabbits orf oit from any bargaining and leaves it all to his daughter who then says you have to talk to slap head Eavis who then says you have to talk to his daughter….All the while projecting the old image orf cool. Talks loike a farmer, screws loike a farmer and Glasto is shite. Not that I am biased in any way.

Nominated by Sir Limpy Stoke

Aqueela Khursheed

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(Note:This is not an actual picture of her as far as I or anyone else knows)

A short Cunting for Aqueelah Khusheed.

This a mother of 4 from Nottingham whose 12 year old son. Rahjs Wajid was given the choice of washing pots or detention after several instances of misbehaviour. He chose washing pots,but broke down in tears in his mothers arms after this dreadful punishment had been completed.

His mother has accused the school of slavery and is consulting a solicitor because she believes that his human rights have been abused..

What an ungrateful grabby bitch. She should have disciplined her brat,and thanked her lucky stars that she lives in a country where education is free for her tribe,along,no doubt,with housing,benefits and anything else she can get her greedy claws into.

Typical scummy,greedy,selfish behaviour from another ungrateful “Cultural Enricher.”

Nominated by Dick Fiddler

Tom Watson

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Emergency cunting for lard boy Watson. I know it’s pretty much a given that if you’re going to Glastonbury you have to dress like a cunt, but Watson has really plumbed new depths of sartorial cuntitude as the photo above bears witness. Look at the ludicrous three-quarter length jeans with the exceptionally low-slung crotch (I’m guessing the inside leg measurement can only be around 9 inches), the slip-on casual shoes that look like they’ve been ordered from those little catalogues that fall out of Sunday newspapers, and the flattering powder blue short-sleeved polo shirt: surely only a monumental cunt would be seen in public dressed like this. But for me, it’s the choice of hat that screams “NO ONE IS A BIGGER, FATTER CUNT THAN ME” – didn’t The Beverley Sisters wear caps like this in the 1960s? And as MailOnline might say, “The Deputy Labour Leader flaunts his flab by daring to go bra-less at Glastonbury”…

Nominated by Fred West.