What NOT do on your wedding day:
A: send your brother instead.
B:there is no B.
I love the strange, off the beaten track stuff, but this has really left me gostering.

Sports Bible News Link

Well, bugger me with a pineapple, if I thought this news item wasn’t weird enough, I mean, who does that?

Just read to the end of the article. Elephantitis? Witch Doctor?

Fuck me, I’m surprised they didn’t manage to attach a spooky music soundtrack.

I’m suggesting that he’s a cunt, because he sent a sub in to marry the woman he’s supposed to love until the end of days, instead of telling the team to send a sub for the match.

Disrespectful!

Nominated by: Jeezum Priest 

I know we have had a cunting on monkeypox but this warrants scrutiny.

”LGBT groups demand more action on monkeypox”

BBC News Link

For bare faced, entitled cuntitude this takes the fucking biscuit.
It goes on:-

”With two of the UK’s most popular Pride events, in Brighton this weekend, and Manchester later in August, many people are trying to get vaccinated in order to feel safer.
BBC News has spoken to gay and bisexual men who say they have struggled to get the jab at their local clinics, and have had to travel to London or other large cities.”

Now here’s a thought. If you don’t engage in whatever fucking degenerate activity that spreads this virus, that might be more effective than blaming the fucking government or the NHS.

A spokesman for the Department of Health and Social Care says:”We have procured over 150,000 vaccines, and we’re working with partners – including the NHS and UK Health Security Agency (UKHSA) – to share targeted, non-stigmatising communications with the LGBTQ+ community.”

” targeted, non-stigmatising communications with the LGBTQ+ community.”

Lifestyle, morals and degenerate promiscuity have nothing to do with it. It’s every fucker else’s fault for stigmatising turd burglars.

Pride.

Nominated by: Cuntstable Cuntbubble

And here’s another view point about these entitled little angels, this time from Miles Plastic

Alphabeti Spaghetti

The utter confusion. LIke Spaghetti Junction. Going one way then the other. This way and that. What am I talking about?

The Alphabeti Community. Or LGBT.

L is for Lesbian. Well that has some history -more than 2000 years ago. On the island of Lesbos and old Sappho. G for Gay. Well that is relatively new. The Pope saw fit to use it to my utter dismay. B for bifocal of course. No only kidding Bisexual. T for Trans.

But it didn’t have the T for years. They hadn’t turned up yet. It was always just LGB.

So it became LGBT. Then if became LGBTQ. The Q standing for Queer in the hope it would satisfy as an umbrella term.

But there was always potential for more deviants to turn up so they added a plus sign. So it became LGBTQ+.

But as expected more have turned up. Or more have been ‘identified’.

LGBTQ+ is not now universally accepted. In fact there are moves away from the strict order. Here is a variant.

2SLGBTQIA+. 2Spirit, Lesbian,Gay, Bisexual, Transgender, Queer,
Questioning, Intersex, Asexual.

But what about poor Pansexuals? Or GenderQueers? They are not represented in the acronym.

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The P word hasn’t been added yet but give it time.

I mean there are two P words added sometimes coming very near. P for Pansexual. Well ‘pan’ means across the board. P for Polyamourous. Loving everone.. Mmm…

Some Cunter wrote on here a day or two ago that everyday is like ‘April Fools’ Day’. The most famous one comes to mind-‘Spaghetti grows on trees’.

Spaghetti growing on trees is more believable than what going on with this shit.

Utter cunt.

So full of his own cuntyness he doesn’t even realise what a self important cunt he is. The amount of times he cuts an interview short with someone interesting on radio 4’s “Today” program because they are “short of time” only for this slap-headed cunt to then go off piste and indulge in a little “joke” or two because, I can only assume, the cunt thinks his shit joke is more important than some scientist making a good and relevant point.

Honestly, I can’t listen to the Today program any more when this gold plated cunt is one of the presenters, he puts me off my porridge.

Nominated by: Richard Parrott

Well, fornicate my aged tan footwear. Flicking through the idiot box this evening I happened to encounter the lisping imbecile who apparently still has a “show” on ”ITV”.

The line up was such that I thought ISAC had sold out and gone mainstream MSM. Russell B Rand, Stevie ‘Boy’ Fry a selection of darkies telling us of their “ “journey” and an assortment of cuntitude that frankly made me think of using the home made gibbet.

Luckily I switched over to BBC1 where an Oprah Winifred Attwell impersonator and jug eared crisp vendor persuaded me that I needed to check my white privilege and genuflect before the altar of St.chicken George so that the beardy weirdo waistcoated bell end that is in charge of the ‘English’ association football team can fuck off to Qatar and trouser a billion Dirhams whilst ignoring the very thing he objects to.

A bit random perhaps but FFS.

Nominated by: Kunte Kunty

Yeah I remember that film with Sean Bean and one of the Redgrave women. Running round the countryside in the nuddie. Lady Chatterley’s Lover. Directed by crazy Ken Russell. (Might have been this – Lady Chatterley    – Day Admin)

But I remember thinking this seems natural, ‘spontaneous’. Seemed they were enjoying it.

Anyway our dear old friend Emma says there should always be an ‘intimacy coordinator’ there. A what? Seems there are people who do this this job title.

I suppose sex scenes are quite embarrassing (forgive the pun) to ‘bring off’.

But what does he or she do. Or rather say. ‘Lights , camera…shag!’. Or ‘Stop there…we need a better shot of her butt’.

‘Make-up he needs to look more sweaty’.

What qualifications do you need for the job? I suppose if you worked in the Porn industry that would give you lots of experience of filming intimate moments.

Maybe the ‘IC’ tells other people on the set to avert their eyes when the scene is to be played.
Except the cameraman of course.

Maybe he or she ‘coaches’ the participants. Encouraging the male actor ‘go on lad, go on’. Or the female ‘go on make some noise’.

Even in the ‘afterglow’ the Intimacy Coordinator I bet is still there. ‘Stroke her cheek now’. ‘Run you’re fingers through his hair’.

Seems a funny kind of job altogether.

For those in the altogether I mean.

BBC News Link

Nominated by: Miles Plastic