Bad enough on childrens’ telly – even fucking worse in real life. Life’s too short to spend it wondering when, where or if these cunts are going to deliver your parcel.
Skiving, lazy, work dodging cunts, the lot of ’em.
Nominated by : Dioclese
Xtra stress, xtra shite, xtra brain damage, xtra fucking aggro!
Totally. Fucking. Useless. Cunts.
Xtra long phone queues.
“Could this be another example of Halifax not giving a fuck?” I asked. “Could be” said the man in the call centre.
Xtra cunty cunts.
Nominated by : Dioclese
Fair enough – but don’t want academies because that allows them to set their own curriculum.
Prime example to our children in how to behave like cunts.
Nominated by : Wacko!
Michael McIntyre. So smug, unfunny and fat, his is the level of cuntitude by which all other cunts are measured. He truly is the Cunt’s Cunt. The reason I am nominating him again is that it’s come to my attention that the cunt is beginning to resemble the dead cunt, Frank Carson.
Let’s hope McIntyre goes the way of Carson and is soon six feet under. The cunt.
Perhaps they are related? I think we should be told!
Nominated by : Fred West
My uncle Reggie (the one that looks a bit like the Dalai Lama, but without the slitty eyes) used to tour with a freak show throughout the West Midlands billed as ‘The only pigmented albino in the world’. Never made any money as you could see all the cunting freaks for free just wandering through Dudley market on a Saturday morning. Stupid pigmented albino cunt.
Old Reggie died mysteriously in a house fire in 1984. I know what you’re thinking, but I had an alibi. At that time I was with them cunts the Dalai Lama and Richard Gere at the local pet shop with a couple of toilet rolls.
Nuff said.
Nominated by : Flaxen Saxon