Turning over the Southern Shires, fracking is under the Cameron government a largely unregulated, ie a can and will do the fuck it likes, industry. Cuadrilla, the company at it, has one of those made up PR names like Ocado or Haagan Dazs and puffs itself as a caring British Company when it is actually owned by the Yanks and the Aussies. So Bollocks to Balcombe then.

A Stoke standing shoulder to shoulder with cack arsed eco-warriers? Bugger me. Was that an earthquake?

Keep this crude crap yank technology out of the UK. So shrouded in secrecy no one is allowed to know what chemicals are being pumped into the ground or where they end up (hopefully Australia). The dark shadow behind it all is the toxic prisons to missiles yank company Halliburton that brought private enterprise to the Iraq War. You know they care. Fracking Cunts.

Nominated by: Sir Limply Stoke

Lowest rung of the NHS shite arsed cesspit breath part qualified quacks from the Indian subcontinent where they bought their diplomas ( MD Calcutta, Failed ).

“Drop trousers. Some Discharge. How often do you toss yourself? Piss in the bottle is’ntit john.”

“Fuck Orf Ghandi. Drink yer own piss! Oi Mahatma! What the fuck is that?”

Fucking pox wallah rams a hooked rod up me horseprong. Recall S&M with the masters at prep school. Excruciating. Sweet youth. Tempus Fugit. Thank God for a classical education. Then still buttoning me flies it’s the heave ho out and the old duck walk home. Cheery winks to the poor sods coming in.

Clap Doctors? Incompetent Pox Wallah Cunts.

Nominated by: Sir Limply Stoke