Urban Myths

If there’s one thing I hate, it’s unsubstantiated and untrue myths in popular culture.

There are loads of them, and most of them are totally untrue ridiculous. Ones that spring to mind include…

Pete Best being a better drummer than Ringo.

David Jason being the Pete Best of Monty Python.

Marianne Faithfull and the ‘Mars Bar’ story.

The ’27 Club’ being more than coincidence.

Kit Marlow and/or that Earl of Oxford wrote the Shakespere plays.

Robin Friday was a better footballer than George Best.

Pink Floyd went shit after Syd Barrett left.

All the Paul is dead bollocks.

Walt Disney is frozen.

Some cunt saying some nameless guitarist they saw in 1966 was better than Jimi Hendrix.

Cunts only say/believe in this stuff to appear different to other people, and to make out they know something other people don’t.

‘But Robin Friday was better than George Best.’

Bollocks. Friday wasn’t as good as Stan Bowles, never mind Bestie.

BuzzFeed

Nominated by: Norman

One Sided Singles


In the old days, a 7′ or 12′ single record would have an A-Side and a B-Side.
And, in the 90s, a CD single had four tracks on them.

But now a single comes out with just one song on it. It emphasises how lazy and how greedy the music industry has become. And most of the big names are guilty.

In recent years the Rolling Stones, the Stone Roses, U2, and Liam Gallagher have put singles out, with a weak or substandard song on the A-Side and nothing on the other side. And the cunts charge well over a tenner for it.

They try to fob off record buyers by making out the record is unique and ‘limited’.
‘But… But it has an ‘etched’ B-Side.’ Who gives a toss about that? Where is the song on the B-Side? It’s a blatant rip off and a complete piss take. Over ten quid for a mediocre one sided one song record is ridiculous. Also, what artist worth their salt can’t muster up an extra song for the other side of a single? They simply can’t
be arsed or don’t give a fuck.

The Beatles have their faults and that overhyped ‘last’ record was tiresome. But at least the old cunts put a B-side onto it. But others don’t care about fans or ripping them off. The Liam Gallagher/John Squire one is but one example of this type of modern music industry robbery…

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Nominated by Norman.

When Commies unite, or Yellow Bellow


A two-headed cunting for the uppity squawking Chinese telling Brendan Kavanagh he had to erase them from or cease his filming him playing a piano on the concourse of St Pancras station. Explaining that he had every right to film in public, one entitled Chinaman bellowed at him, telling him not to ‘touch’ his friend.
Shortly after this disturbance, the UK police arrived, and bizarrely the female officer (who’d a thunk it? ) told Kavanagh to stop filming while she ‘had a word’. She then informed him, on camera, that he ‘couldn’t say that’ sbout them being Chinese.

Kavanagh explained that was the reason he was filming, because his freedom of speech was the issue. Thickie plod bird did not seem to understand this at sll, and kept insisting he stop filming.

This sinister turn of events for Brendan just shows the level of ideological capture the Royal College of Policing has gone through by what Peter Hitchens calls the Euro-communists: the former commies who attended university in the seventies and eighties, and became influential Blairites in the nineties, swept into power in the noughties and running our institutions as they see fit, slmost none facing any challenge from successive tory government, who in turn, entertained the likes of Huawei getting telecomms contracts and Chinese supervising construction of new nuclear power stations.

Now our own citizens find themselves pushed around in their own country and then told what they can and can’t say by a politicised police ‘service’, trained in leadership through the Blairite cultural lens.

Welcome to Britain, the commie hell-hole.

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Nominated by Cuntamus Prime.

People With Food Allergies

To be clear: I absolutely empathise with anyone who has an allergic reaction to a particular food. Must be a right bummer.

However, my issue is when one of them, who has an allergy, then go on to buy a sandwich or order something off a menu and trust the proprietor to label it with the correct ingredients or supply adequate warnings.

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If I had a condition whereby a humble peanut could kill be outright within a few minutes, I wouldn`t trust a single cunt in the food business. They couldn`t give a shit.

Also, when these cunts travel on an aeroplane or train and enforce a comestible security zone around themselves so others are unable to enjoy a salty treat are also utter twats. Stay at home and make your own fucking sandwiches, you selfish CUNT!

Nominated by: Sam Beau

Jumping To Conclusions

 

can be a cunt however, often first instincts are correct.

We all do it from time to time. We all reach conclusions based on unwarranted, or insufficient information; what our American friends often term a ‘rush to judgment’.

I bet a lot of you out there in IsACland did just this when news of a vicious chemical attack in London began to break, with several people being injured when a corrosive substance was hurled at them.

‘Ah-ha!’ I bet you said. ‘Pound to a penny that the alleged perpetrator is named Mohammed, and he’s recently relocated from Shithouseistan!’. Well ha bloody ha, you’d have been wrong. Turns out that the individual with his name currently in the frame is not called Mohammed at all. It was later confirmed that his name is in fact (wait for it)… Abdul. Abdul Shokoor Ezedi to be precise. And no, he’s not just here from Shithouseistan either; in fact it appears that he came down from Noocassel to commit the act for which the Old Bill, at the time of writing, are still looking to feel his collar.

Why aye man. Turns out that after all, they’re hunting a local boy, with a bootiful British name. When they catch up with cunt (which they may or may not have done by the time this nom potentially gets posted) they should also add ‘having an offensive haircut on his person’ to the charge, the rat-faced fucker.

So that’ll learn yer. Don’t go jumping to conclusions about, well, you know who types.

Daily Mirror

*Addendum*

It just gets worse. The cunt’s a nonce.

The Sun

Nominated by Ron knee.