Once again Gary Lineker is proving that not only is he a cunt, but a selectively racist, anti-Semitic cunt to boot.

Not only did the jug-eared crisp stealer not condemn the pogrom, the murders, rapes, burnings, mutilations and hostage taking of innocent Israeli and other civilians, he has now, to the delight of the Hamas Paliscum called for Israel to be boycotted and barred from international football.

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Hey, at this rate I can see him donning a Hamas headband and heading up managing the Gaza First Eleven and a prime spot on Al-Jazeera “A question of Zionism”.
What is it with these fucking stupid “celeb” wankers who always seem to side with murderers, particularly jew-killers?

Meanwhile, crickets at the BBC about Gazza4Gaza’s inflammatory outpourings that would see most lesser mortals at the very least disciplined or sacked.

But this is the BBC who are a law unto themselves and no doubt the appalling Linekunt will suffer no long-term consequences while British Jews have their backs against the wall because of cunts like Gazza4Gaza empowering Jew haters, Islamists and hard left fascists.

Waiting now for an MP, any MP to raise their head above the parapet to slam both Linekunt and the supposed “inclusive” BBC who have for too long tolerated and even encouraged this shit.

Meanwhile the jug-eared overpaid cunt, is still in post and drawing his £1.5+ million salary that takes nearly 10,000 TV taxes to fund.

What a nasty vicious cunt. I’ll wager, that given the chance, ol’ Gazza4Gaza would steal the hostages’ crisps.

I cancelled my TV licence on October 8th, so I’ve done my bit to not fund these cunts and will never pay it again.

Fuck ol’ Jug-ears, fuck the BBC and fuck so-called “Palestine”

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Nominated by Sheikh Anvakh.

Environmental protesters have developed two sure fire ways to get Joe and Jane Public on their side.

Firstly, you can sit down in the road in London and elsewhere in the rush hour, bringing the place to a halt (‘Just Stop Oil’ refers). Secondly, you can go to a gallery and throw food at a priceless work of art.

The latest escapade in the latter category has occurred in Gay Paree, where a couple of sanctimonious airheads from ‘Riposte Alimentaire’ (‘Food Response’) have demonstrated the justice of their cause by, er, throwing soup at the world’s most famous work of art, Leonardo’s ‘Mona Lisa’.

I don’t know about anyone else, but as a result of this inspirational action, I’ve become immediately drawn and committed to their cause, which is a demand for ‘sustainable food’. Or something.

I’m going straight down to the National Gallery in the Smoke, where I plan to throw a bacon sandwich (with brown sauce) at a Raphael or a Van Gogh. It’s the way to get your message across and rally support, not to mention getting your picture in the papers and gaining cachet with your smug middle class friends.

Ha ha, what a jolly jape.

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Nominated by : Ron Knee

A Fifty-billion-to-trillion dollar cunting for Triple-A Alpha Male and Guthrie Castle’s resident nutter, Dan Pena

Dan dresses like a rail tycoon from a century ago and resembles the Monopoly man on crack. His various appearances on top Dudebro YouTube channels such as Logan Paul and Joe Rogan have drawn a great deal of skepticism regarding his real fortune and he claims to have started out in oil and now runs a leadership course for ‘winners’ from his castle in Angus, Scotland, for around $20,000 for 7 days, called QLA (Quantum Leap Advantage… oh boy!) where business owners and entrepeneurs mugs and suckers can rediscover their balls.

Dan makes a series of claims, such as the pressure of men’s handshakes in 2016 being 20lbs lower than it used to in 1986.
His testosterone count is 3 times higher than what is considered high for a man in his twenties (Pena is in his late seventies).
Pena claims to have killed a bear with a knife, stabbing it dozens of times around the head and neck.

On his course, Dan will shout at you, and call you a cunt, a pussy and a snowflake. He says he has no friends because he just doesn’t have time.

Dan works over 100 hours a week and did not have a day off in 26 years.

I thought Andrew Tate blurred the line into parody over the ‘high-value man’ bollocks, but Pena takes that line, wraps it around Tate’s vascular neck and pulls hard, while spitting invective into Tate’s ear, calling him a ‘fucking pussy’.

If Dan Pena didn’t exist, Chris Morris would have to invent him.

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Nominated by Cuntamus Prime.

 
This cunting is a simple one, ignoring all of Boris’s many past discretions and looking towards this corrupt piece of shit’s role in the Ukraine war.

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Can you imagine how many Vodka-soaked pies he’s got his porky fingers stuck in?
This report makes for grim reading. Why’s he sticking his nose in? What’s in it for him?
But most cunty of all, during the current media ramp-up for subscription, where the “elite” want to, once again, send our sons off to be murdered by a Russkie or a raghead, this toff turd makes light of it here:

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Even amongst the utter cuntiness of all politicians, BoJo reigns supreme.

Nominated by Thomas the cunt engine.

A slightly leftfield cunting but one that I’m sure a few cunters can relate to and appreciate. Especially our own Miserable Northern Cunt who I believe, holds the garden gate very close to his heart.

People who don’t, can’t or won’t close a gate behind them are a Cunt.

I have a front garden and a back garden gate which are both wooden and built by yours truly.

Really quite solidly made (even if I say so myself) with with decent enough wood, hinges and the other neccesary accessories.

They both get a couple of coats of weather protection each year as well.

So why can’t cunts close them?

It’s more than a bit horrible and windy up here during the winter months and I’ve just carried out a few repairs to my front and back gates but these repairs aren’t due to the weather.

I have a fairly large extended family of in laws and the likes and about half of them seem incapable of closing a gate. Leaving it open and swinging wildly in the wind while they stroll down the path. Or they just walk out of the garden, fuck off and leave the gate swaying around like an abandoned tart on a street corner.

Not just family either but certain delivery drivers and Postie’s also don’t seem capable of making sure my gate is closed properly after they have fucked off.

I’ve even reluctantly placed a small sign on the gate saying “Please Close Me”
Maybe I should have “Cunt” on the end of the sentence.

I’ve tried those self closing springs before but I’m not a fan, find them quite destructive and they’re dangerous to inquisitive kids fingers. So they’re out.

Do I sound like a miserable cunt who needs to find something else to worry about?

Ok. Well fuck off then and don’t forget to close my gate properly behind you.

Struggled for a suitable link to accompany this but found this recent story from the good old Guardian. Try not to give them any money if they ask mind…

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Nominated by : Herman Jelmet