Over the years I have found that the whole week between Christmas and New year to be one long bore fest of over eating left overs. Fuck all to do outdoors because of the weather and lack of day light. Rehashed shite on the telly. (fortunately I gave that up a while ago). And the urge, ( this must be avoided ), to visit friends and distant relatives that you haven’t seen for a while. There is a good reason you haven’t seen them it’s because they are cunts.

So why the 30th of December in particular?

It seems to be all of those things above but magnified 10 times.
Most of the left overs are not fit to eat even the dog turns his nose up at them.
TV schedules have run out of shite to put on by now you’d be lucky to watch some old black and white b movie.

The shops are full of Half priced cheese boards, Christmas puddings, selection boxes, turkey crowns, booze that no sane person would want to drink eg cherry brandy babycham egg flip and unsold bottles of Prosecco. Loons walk around putting this crap into their baskets.

Many restaurants are close awaiting the big night the following day as are many decent take aways that seem to be closed also on this day?

I and maybe many are fed up to the back teeth with it all by now and can’t wait for more “normal”, usual life to start again.

For me personally this day is the biggest cunt of a day out of the entire calendar. Too make matters worse This year I’ve a fucking date with the hospital.

The 30th of December is a cunt.

Nominated by Everyones a cunt.

Tom Reid Wilson is a complete mincing cunt who has done the chutney Ferrets no favours at all.

As usual I am sat in front of the telly, Jack Russell curled up in my lap, watching something a our air fryers the Dirty Harriet wanted to see, so just as I was thinking things couldn’t get much worse on comes the above mentioned mincing, limp wristed, squeeky, KY lubed, treble cunt.

Now I have accepted that we all have to accept the unacceptable, I have learned to live with some of these uphill gardeners like Alan Carr, Julian Claire and that’s OK, there are even some who are more manly than most men, all of this is OK.

But then this simpering f@ggot slimed onto my screen I had the urge to spill my single malt, throw my glass at the telly and throw up all at the same time.

Now I have never seen this cunt before and hopefully will never see him again, apparently he is on al ot of things on the telly, but why oh why do these fuckers have to mince this much, honestly it make me want the hurl…..

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Nominated by: Fuglyucker

The SNP’s ‘Free for All’ Immigration Policy

I think that even the most swivel-eyed, frothing at the mouth Scottish nationalist would have to admit that it’s not been a great year for the SNP.

We’ve watched happily as the party became mired in sleaze and wracked by incompetence. First Minister ‘Legohead’ Sturgeon resigned amid a row over trans rights, only to be arrested, together with her old man, in an investigation over missing cash. We’ve seen ‘Ferrygate’, we’ve seen ‘iPadgate’, we’ve pissed ourselves watching the laughingly inept Humza Useless making a complete cunt of himself, and struggle to defend the SNP’s appalling performance in delivering on health, education and policing amongst other things.

Yes anyone in Scotland other than the most dewy-eyed zealot from the tartan and haggis brigade must be thinking ‘what the actual fuck?’. But if all this shambing ineptitude wasn’t enough, the SNP has drawn its annus mirabilis to a stunning end by lifting the lid on its immigration policy for a post-independence Scotland.

Step forward the party’s MP for Aberdeen North, one Kirsty Blackman (oh, what irony there can be in a name). In an interview with Nicky Campbell, the MP went out of her way to stress all the benefits of immigration, before declaring to her interviewer that there would be limitless migration allowed to an independent Scotland. ‘No limit?’ asked a slightly trepidant-sounding Campbell. ‘No’ responded the loony.

Now I obviously can’t speak for most Scots, only those of my acquaintance, and all are utterly sure that the country can’t cope with more migrants pouring in. They watch with fear as pressures on housing, health and education services in particular get ratcheted up. ‘It can’t go on, something’s got to give’ is the popular refrain, pretty much as it is south of the border.

Limitless migration; it’s the SNP’s latest vote ‘winner’. About as appetising as a shit sandwich I’d say. So there you go voters of Scotland, vote for independence. Vote to have your history, your culture, your values and way of life subsumed by an endless tide of third-world gold-diggers. Don’t say you haven’t been warned.

Happy Hogmanay; oh, and see you down the mosque. Get used to the idea.

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Nominated by: Ron Knee

(Go on, do us a “Basic Instinct” you two-faced pandering tart! – Day Admin)

A no claims bonus cunting for Amanda blanc.. A rather ironic name as it turns out..

First female chief executive of insurance company Aviva has implemented a diversity drive. ” don’t they always”

Apparently senior white male recruits will have to get signed off by her and the head of personal..

Racist and sexist much luv..oops pardon me..

I don’t suppose this woke bitch minds taking white men’s money for insurance purposes..

Let’s hope this Is another bud or Gillette moment. Because I for one won’t be using these cunts ever again..

Maybe they can survive on porch monkeys and peacefuls, business.
But seeing as most of those demographics don’t insure cars, good luck you silly cunt..

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Nominated by Barry zuckercunt.

Well, well – whoever would have thought it. For the second year running a lady footballer has one the woke BBCunts “prestigious” Sports Personality of the Year.

This is, assures the BBC, by public vote, but who can guarantee that all the votes for nasty men were counted as well?.

Second prize went to ne of those horrible men (spit) and the third prize went to another lady sportswoman,

I suppose we can only be grateful the winner wasn’t a black lesbian.

The contest this year was the 70th. I am jumping on the bandwagon. I am determined next year that my muse, the lovely Lisa Nandy will be Sports Personality of the Year.

I am sure she is a strong swimmer, and I shall be teaching her all there is to know about the breast stroke throughout 2024, so that by December she will be at Salford in her off the shoulder topless dress, and sexy suspender belt to pick up the trophy.

The BBC must rename this contest Sports WOMAN of the Year. Perhaps a token poof could be put on the nomination list for the mugs to waste their money on the phone line vote, but only if he isn’t white.

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Nominated by: W. C. Boggs