Lets have a bit of a laugh shall we.
“I just want to show trans kids and younger trans athletes that they’re not alone,” Thomas told Sports Illustrated. “They don’t have to choose between who they are and the sport they love.”
This is from a bloke dressed up encouraging other blokes dressed up to participate in women’s sport.
Fuck me. Is anyfucker going to say enough is enough of this crap or is women’s sport totally fucked?
Nominated by: Cuntstable Cuntbubble
I’d like to nominate “the race card” as its being used again.
Apparently, the invasion of Ukraine and the possibility of World War Three is irrelevant compared to the hurty feelings of our brown cousins from across the ocean (see link… https://www.irishtimes.com/news/world/africa/africans-trying-to-flee-ukraine-complain-of-being-blocked-and-of-racist-treatment-1.4813571)
Nothing about them pushing women and kids out of the way and bullying their way to the front of queues at borders, nothing about them running from a country that needs fighting men, a country that no doubt fed and housed these cunts free. Nothing about them mostly being Nigerian con men getting visas by pretending to be students.
Europe is at war, yet still it’s about them. Fuck off back. No one wants you.
Nominated by Horace
Caprice is a model and television personality from the late 90’s to early 2000’s, her tasteful swimwear photoshoots gracing the sticky pages of lads mags nationwide. Today however she is that most tiresome of cunts, a ‘celebrity’ with a message, this week being the terrible events in Ukraine and the refugee crisis.
Express Link. (Link courtesy of Komodo)
Caprice took to Instagram to strip naked with the anti-war message ‘F U WAR’ daubed across her back and front whilst giving the middle finger, presumably to Putin. She then burbled some shit about donating essential supplies and food and clothing but her main point was war is bad and a fifty year old washed up celebrity trying to stay relevant by exploiting an international crisis and cater to their own narcissism was the best way to convey this.
Its hardly the tank man from Tiananmen Square facing down the CCP tanks but we live in the age of the cunt. I hope this is not the start of a social media trend and we see more headline grabbing virtue signalling daubed over wrinkled sagging tits and arses of celebrities or horror of horrors, certain Labour MP’s.
Imagine Flabbott! It would be like some wobbling jiggling billboard.
Irish Mirror – Link.
(Check out their headline. It’s too good.)
Daily Fail – Link.
Janet Street-Walker’s Retort (also Daily Fail).
(Extra links brought to you by Night Admin – NA)
Nominated by: Liberal Liquidator
I just wish Her Majesty does not benefit from the tender ministrations of the World beating NHS as did my dear late Mater (aged 96).
Rock up as usual. For some reason screen drawn up around bed, empty ward, no sign of any doctors or nurses for several hours. I call out asking where everybody is. No answer. Patients hiding beneath their sheets. Still no answer. Barely literate Rumanian orderly suddenly appears at my mother’s bedside. Mumbles something like:
“Would you like something to calm you down dear?”
In the same breath closes the curtains and whips a syringe into her arm then fucks off sharpish. Her eyes roll up and the old Mater is brown bread within ten minutes. I kiss her, feel that old marble cold of death then inform the ward:
“She’s dead you cunts”
Silence for a few minutes then the Rumanian cunt returns with a bodybag on a trolley and removes her dentures and gives them to me along with her wedding ring. Asks me if she has any metal prosthetics in her body then zips her up in the body bag and offski. Says over his shoulder on the way out:
“I gotta get move on before she stiffens up”.
Fair enough but fuck me, happy days. Shortly there after the cunt returns and changes the bed and sprays around a bit of disinfectant. Then by magic life returns to ward, nurses put in appearance and even a doctor peeks in to check time of death for the death certificate.
With the deepest of respect Your Majesty, if some Rumanian cunt comes to give you an injection tell him to fuck orf. Oh and if you think I missed out the bit about the hospital chaplain sitting me down with a nice cup of tea and a kind word Fuck Off. Though I was clearly deeply conflicted between thoughts of grief and inheritance the cunt could not get me out of there fast enough and wheel in the next punter. Indeed saw the poor old cunt being pushed in on my way out. Sod him, I did not mark his card about the injection.
Nominated by: Sir Limply Stoke
OK, but it works both ways.
I’m sorry, folks, but I certainly don’t want some 6 year old girl having to look at my junk while rushing for a wee.
Nor do I want to see some woman with PMT strutting her stuff.
I don’t know about other Cunters, and it may be due to my age and small stature, but I feel particularly vulnerable when in a store toilet.
Also, wimminz have female issues.
I’m not interested in them.
Never have been, but they sound unpleasant.
Nominated by: Jeezum Priest