Rosie Jones – A So Called Comic

(Fancy a gnosh, big boy? – Day Admin)

Another BBC inspired cunting please for this unbelievable “comedian”. This woman is described by the Corporation as “lesbian, disabled and Northern” (no wonder her current series is called “Box Ticker”

Hear her in inaction here:

BBC Programme Link

How can the BBC be so patronising, and Ms Jones so uncritical and easily led to broadcast?. She sounds (and I know it is not her fault, due to her disability), like a five year old child with the voice up and down like a whores drawers. She makes little sense, but I doubt she would do anyway even if she were able bodied. She sounds like Zara Sultana out on the piss.

I read she has appeared on “Question Time”. The BBC should be prosecuted for cruelty, both ti her, and to the audience who pay to be “entertained” by this poor girl who, frankly, should be seen and NOT heard.

Nominated by: W. C. Boggs

Dead Pool [231]

Congratulations to Shaun who correctly predicted the death of Former US Senate leader 1996 Reublican Presidential candidate and former US Representative Senator Bob Dole.Dole was 98 and was best known for speaking in the third person ,losing to Bill Clinton in 96 and being the star of viagra commercials.Bob Dole approves this message.

On to Deadpool 231

The Rules

1)Pick 5 famous cunts you think will be next to die.No duplicate picks.It is first come first serrve.You can always be a cunt and steal someone elses nominations from previous pools (like Black and White Cunt frequently does)

2). Anyone who nominates the worlds oldest man or woman is a cunt who we will ignore.

3)It must be a famous cunt we have heard of.

4)No swapping picks mid pool unless your nomination has already been taken.

5)Please check your nominations havent yet been selected as we cant be arsed to check.

Shaun Murphy – Snooker Loser

(Fat cunt loser on the left; amateur winner on right)

Here is my cue (see what I did there?) to get my extension rod on, the better to cunt the Mr. Blobby of the snooker world, Shaun Murphy. Long past his best, he was beaten last night by an amateur, and he was very angry about it. “It’s not fair, it’s not right”, whinging like that, to my mind, means that he should replace Starmer as leader of the Labour party:

BBC Sports Link

“Amateurs shouldn’t be playing in professional matches” he says loftily – well it is not very “professional” to whinge like Claudia Webbe when you lose.

Murphy waddles round the table, looking like an 18th century nobleman who has forgotten his powdered wig, his jowls wobbling like Gordon Brown’s during a seizure, usually to no avail, As a punishment I think he ought to be made to appear at his next match, wearing a pair of AnalEase Dodd’s used drawers over his head – he will be able to see out through the fly hole. That’ll learn him.

Nominated by: W. C. Boggs

(Talking of snooker; am surprised the Woke haven’t come out said this is a racist game with the white supremacist ball potting (killing) BAME balls – Day Admin)


And then there’s this from Duke of Cuntshire

Shaun Murphy

This cry baby has thrown his toys out of the pram after being knocked out of a snooker tournament by some amateur Chinese bloke.

Sports Link

He doesn’t think that amateur players should be allowed to threaten his money earning potential citing, “He played like a man who does not have a care in the world because he does not have a care in the world. It is not fair, it is not right,”

You mean he actually played to win by playing exciting and unconventional shots?
Shove your cue up your arse sideways you fat fuck.

Christmas Adverts (3)

Anyone who knows me at all will assume that I hate Christmas, but this simply isn’t so. I actually like Christmas. What I hate is all the shit, that goes with – or more precisely before – Christmas.

As our Christmas song pointed out a couple of years back “it starts in September, goes on through December and peaks in November in Black Friday Week” and this year is even worse.

The muzak and tat in the shops is bad enough and so is the rampant commercialism. But this year seems to have hit a new low. I blame John Lewis for starting it all off and now everyone is jumping on the bandwagon with their very own Christmas Advert.

These toe curling piles of excrement feature the most tear jerking, long winded, bastardisations of any traditional or even approximately traditional stories the ad men can get their hands on, no doubt extracting vast piles of gelt for their efforts.

From Aldi’s Dicken’s Christmas Carrot, some half arsed rendering of ET from John Lewis, M&S with no less than TWO Christmas ads, Lidl carving the turkey with some kind of light sabre – the list is endless.

But they all have two things I common : the groaning tables full of toe-curlingly gluttonous mountains of food, and the fact that they are all way too long. I never watch live commercial TV channels and always record programs to watch later just so I can fast forward the ads. Life’s too short to spend 25% of your telly time watching ads.

It’s certainly much to short to spend it watching these piles of crap.

And if you really can’t bear to miss them, here’s a link to a run down of this year’s top ten, published in, irony of ironies, the non commercial BBC’s very own organ, the Radio Times.

‘Stuff your arse with sprigs of Holly, Trala la la la, Lala la ouch’

Humbug.

Radio Times TV Link

Nominated by: Dioclese


And seconded by: Spanky Mc Spank

I second this one, I hate advertising in general but the Christmas ones are the pinnacle of festering dog shit.

The product of some committee and coked-up execs who think they know what people want, these commercials are just part of the problem that is “Christmas”

Greed, debt, alcoholism and forced enjoyment wrapped up in some sort of false celebration of a magical sky fairy that nobody believes in and half the imported population doesn’t recognise.

If the execs really think we sit round a table heaving with shite while the united nation of coloured folk dance to Jingle Bells they are indeed deluded.

Now I have a machine gun…Ho Ho Ho


And there’s more, this time from Shitonshoe

Christmas TV adverts …..Christmas TV adverts.. how many I’m fucking colours do you have to have in your family to go on television…

The next time some fucking stupid PC wet behind ears nappy wearing moron.. decides that every family has to have a black cunt or a Chinese cunk or even a ginger cunting member sitting round a table smiling cutting up a fucking turkey at Christmas… it’s beyond belief..

And you can’t even buy a fucking sofa unless you’re black… Unbelievable Jeff.

Samantha Price detests the older generation

President of the Girls Schools Association (private, posh, exclusive and very, very expensive) Sam the Slapper has slagged off the “older generations” for mocking the concerns of the yoot about “BLM, sexual harassment, gender identity and climate change” and calling them “wokies” and “snowflakes”.

This, apparently, undermines their confidence.

Tough titty Samantha, maybe they should toughen up a bit instead of having posh bints like you wiping their arses.

She also says “i’m getting a little weary of the older generation saying ‘you can’t say anything anymore.’ The fact is times have changed and we simply have to keep up with them.”

Yeah, and who changed them?…..posh bitches like you who want the plebs to shut up and do as they are told. Well fuck you, you wokie snowflake brainwashing bitch. Fuck off and then fuck off again you fake fucking commie scrubber.

Sorry, can’t do links but you’ll find the Guardian licking her posh arse.

Nominated by: W.C. Boggs

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