Adidas

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I’m cunting these German cobblers for a load of old cobblers, namely, their new advertisement campaign.

Pushing forward a ‘brave’ peaceful for pissing and moaning (trouble making) until she got to play basketball in peaceful gear.

Even worse, their pushing of ‘brave, unstoppable’ trans athletes (cheats).

Well, as we all know. It will lead to unstoppable cheats, I mean ‘athletes’ winning all the women’s events.

I do feel sorry for the genuine female athletes losing out to these cheats, but most wimminz seem to support this shite, so fuck ’em. Reap what you sow.

Still, no need for Adidas to jump on this shite too, the fucking bellends.

https://www.adidas.co.uk/impossibleisnothing

Nominated by Cuntybollocks

SK Shlomo

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I’d like a beardy-weirdy beatbox cunting for Shlomo, if you please, for his pathetic outpourings:

https://www.isingmag.com/mental-health-sk-shlomo-on-depression-ptsd-and-singing/

Now, I’m not knocking his abilities, I couldn’t do that shit (nor would I want to), but even though I’d never heard of the cunt, when I saw that his piece on the Karl Marx Broadcasting Corporation had PTSD in the description, I took a bit of an interest.

With a name and schnozzle like his, I realised he was a tin lid and thought maybe in his youth he’d been in the Israeli mob, taking pot-shots at Yasser Arafat’s rocket firing, dish-dash wearing peace lovers in the Gaza strip. I daresay he’d see one or two things that might stay with him if he had. But no, it transpires that the ‘highs of live performing’ were no longer enough, he felt ’empty’. So he decided to become a recording artist …then had a breakdown – the mental kind, NOT a flat tyre. He’d ‘pretended he’d been coping’ but finally had to ‘reach out’, whereupon he was diagnosed with depression and PTSD, apparently because he was a reformed piss-head. Baffled? Yeah, (hashtag) me too.

Now, I’ve seen one or two things in my military career that might cause PTSD, it hasn’t done so with me because I’m a cold-hearted bastard when it comes to it, but I can understand why true horror can affect some who witness it. But Shylock, or whatever the fuck your name is, coming off the booze and working hard for a few years is not a horror story. In short, stop feeling sorry for yourself and get a fucking grip man!

There is a trend nowadays of any cunt who’s missed the fucking bus and had to walk home claiming they’ve got PTSD and need therapy. It’s a fucking joke and cunts like this, who ‘share their story’, are just encouraging it. Just fuck off and get on with it.

Nominated by The Stained Gusset

Samuel Brinton

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The Sleepy Joe Clown Show just keeps rolling on. A non-binary drag queen called Sam Brinton has just landed the role of ‘Deputy Assistant Secretary of Spent Fuel and Waste Disposition in the Office of Nuclear Energy for the Department of Energy’. Phew! Bit of mouthful Sam, and not for the first time either.

Sam’s colourful CV includes pup play, some kind of deviant fetish, I didn’t really want to Google it and lectures on ‘kink’ activism, eh? He is also part of a drag queen troupe who dress as nuns and campaign for alphabet peoples rights. Fuck me, he makes Keith Vaz snorting coke off rent boys arses look almost mundane.

I can see why Joe hired him, I mean someone who looks like they have been Lubboked in the broom cupboard by Philip Schofield for a week is an obvious choice to run the department that is responsible for the nations nuclear weapons programme and its reactors. The hopeless Kamel Toe Harris is the vice president purely on the basis of being a minority woman so why not.

When Donald Trump mentioned “Draining the swamp” back in 2016, I don’t think he expected Sam with his dog collar and cock ring to be the bottom.

News Link
(I for one welcome our new alien overlord – DA)

Nominated by Liberal Liquidator

Seconded by: Meat Curtains

I tried to resist the temptation to cunt this freak but alas I can’t.
This is China Joe’s pick to oversee the disposal of nuclear waste.
There is so much cunt here to rant about:

The non-binary bullshit.
The weak ass parents acceptance of “them”.
The Daily Mail using the non binary pronouns to accommodate the cunt.
“Their” same sex “marriage”.
“Their” drag queen lifestlye.
“Their” choice of mustache with lipstick.
“Their” promotion to a no doubt good paying federal job and my tax dollars funding “their” wardrobe of drag.
This being a virtue signaling pick by Joe and nothing else.
The sad attempts at “conversion therapy” (useless).

I think this could well be what led Putin to realize he had nothing to fear from US if he invades whoever he wants.

And how do you trust “them” with this task of waste disposal to someone who doesn’t know that a waste pipe is supposed to be exit only?

Warning: Don’t have any beverage in your mouth when opening the link.

https://mol.im/a/10540221

Kenneth Branagh

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Why do women, like my wife and sister-in-law, think this wannabe Olivier is some kind of genius? Why has Mrs Polly dragged me to see “Death on the Nile”, the first time I have been to the cinema for over two years? And what was the last film I saw then? Yes “Death on the Orient Express” starring and directed by Kenneth Fucking Branagh. Imagine paying money to watch him with his ludicrous Terry Thomas tache and pitiful French accent.

Just think. He was married to Emma Thompson and then had an affair with Helena Bonham Carter, possibly the two most unsexy women in history. To make things even more dire, although he is a luvvy he is a supporter of Rangers, whose knuckle-dragging fans make Millwall supporters look like Aubrey Beardsley/Oscar Wilde devotees. One of the misfortunes of being born in Belfast I suppose.

Nominated by: Mr Polly

Greggs & Primark

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For your Cunt sideration dear cunters.

Greggs and Primarni (I see what you did there – NA) have teamed up and produced some ( designer) wear for their chav customers to relish.
Who in their right mind would want a garment/ trainers with a fucking Greggs sausage roll on it? Yes, you’ve guessed , CUNTS.

Some twat from Worcester drove in the storm to get to Newcastle to get his grubby greasy hands on a T shirt with a vegan sausage roll emblazoned on.
In my opinion, I reckon that the T shirt will undoubtedly taste better than the real thing. Set of cunts.

https://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-10530207/Shoppers-queue-round-block-hands-Greggs-clothing-collaboration-Primark.html

Nominated by: Cuntington Smythe