Dyslexic cnut

The irony is, her single, fat pisshead Cunt brother bought it as a Xmas present for fuck’s sake. I’d see the humour and wit in this except he’s from Sunderland. @Roadkill?

Whoever invented this intrusive Cunt of a doorbell needs mutilating along with any cunt that misuses them. I’m sure the intention was ‘home security’ whereby you could see which darkie has burgled your house (via the front door…really?) Or if the DPD/Royal Mail Cunt has actually attempted to deliver whatever unnecessary shite your wife has decided to purchase. But I have two snags with it. Firstly, the chances of a conviction, according to police sources, are highly minimal as the fuckin things seldom record in sufficient detail and accuracy to secure the high level of identification necessary to get past some smart arsed overpaid brief having the flawed evidence being ruled out as ‘inadmissible to secure a guilty verdict.’ Secondly, and far more importantly imho, is the misuse of the said device. It has increasingly being used by cunt wives to prove that their husbands/partners did not, in fact, get in from the ale-house at 1020pm, sober, but rather staggered up to the door at 1155pm, drunk as cunts, and spent fifteen minutes trying to get the key in the door, after taking a much needed Geoff Hurst on the front lawn. Before I smashed mine to pieces two weeks ago, I was similarly persecuted by Mrs Cnut with this cunt device and it’s clever way of uploading onto the cloud so that she could rewind and play it back for all perpetuity. She often works for short periods, overseas, and it is one of the few pleasures I had left, bidding her a fond ‘goodbye’ and then having three days of guilt-free, unproveable ale-infused freedom. That ended when I was casually questioned over the phone from some foreign clime, obviously lied like a cheap Chinese watch, only to have her forward video evidence brutally disproving my earlier submission of a ‘quiet night in watching tv.’ A domestic shitstorm not seen since our refugee lived here was duly unleashed. One cunt of a device I say. (Don’t bother with the ‘Scouse-housebreaker-income-restricting’ gags either, shower of cunts.)

What music do you dance to, Withers? A hip-hop medley by Drake?

You’ll smell them long before you see them, trust me. They could knock a bluebottle off rotten kangaroo shite from 75 yards.

Aahh, so now we know for sure. You are pals with old JSP then.

Sounds like Saucepants has sailed over your way. He’s a proven liar, it’s not his yacht, Margo(t) his invisible friend owns it. You’ve been had.

Perhaps, then coat it in Gent’s Relish. But I’ll tell you this, Doc. Living where you do I’d suggest that you’re in no position to comment on the attire and attractiveness of the female form. Convict-descendant, masculine, gargoyle Sheilas and Neolithic, reeking, fly-infested, primate Abbos are what you have to choose from. Which one did you plump for in the end? Answer very carefully now.

A flippant and weak attack on our new P.M. Fucking lame and callow. Idealoguery and neo-liberalism aside, try and add a little depth into your feeble observations, Doc. Look at the magnificent top-bollocks on her. I’d suck on them Charlie Wobblers until the creases came out of her elbows, knees and face. Fuck off.

I cannot fuckin abide people who say that they served in the military when they never did…it should be punishable by imprisonment frankly. In the mid-80’s I was an army cook an I am not ashamed to say so. But I’ll tell you this, and I’ll tell you nothing less…I probably killed more men then any other SF soldier that I know. For instance I once took at least 24 men out with salmonella. One time I was on secondment at McDonalds and as a young rookie I stepped on a high air pressure line which was feeding the milk shake machine and it blew up. I will never forget it, it took out three 4 star spatula operators and young Brenda who had come in on her day off. I am retired now after my officer-in-command advised me that if I ‘cant stand the heat then best stay out of the kitchen.’ This a true story that needs no embellishment…and, fuck off.

The whole fuckin shithole is a wildlife documentary when I’ve visited, if I’m being honest.

Fuck my old army boots, Wolf. Here’s me thinking that there may be a reconciliation in the offing. Have you switched your diet to raw meat these past few months?

Nom or silence…cunt.

While we’re at it, why the fuck can’t we have chain-gangs for the prison population? We’re free of the EU now. The streets are filthy as are motorway embankments, etc. Orange jump-suits and bin-bags for 10 hours a day and the country would be pristine in a matter of months. Like the US, the state could monetarise the process and save a bit of dosh whilst also teaching the shitheads all about working for a living and real punishment. Obviously 20 hours a day for the black ones to be fair.

Despite being under qualified for the role of AG when appointed and also being a bit ‘tokeny,’ I’m liking the noises coming out of this Suella creature. It’s a nice touch, having a dusky female putting the knife into illegal immigrants and spongers, far more palatable for the pc brigade than a white hetero male. Snag is, these stupid cunts have an election to win in under two years and have already mis-stepped and Labour are trying to seize the centre ground. You’re quite right, Doc. The plethora of able bodied young people, staggering around towns, permanently pissed or high on state handouts is a national disgrace. There’s plenty of work available for them, and I noticed that within three months of attending a weekly get together for Ukranian refugees, that was well attended (75 of them, women with kids and who could barely speak English) there was no fucker there. Why? They now all have fuckin jobs. Meanwhile, by 11am, the local Wetherspoons is rammed full of natives.

This new approach won’t end well for you, trust me.

You’ll be fucked if mongfondling gets outlawed in this place.

Fuck off, spack-farmer.

@Mrs Roops is there an age limit for this forum? How long are you going to let this pre-pubescent idiot continue?

Is there any need for such vitriolic abuse, Prof. I mean, capital letters and everything?

Jesus fucking Christ.

‘Know thine enemy, be fingered not.’ Sun-Tzu (Mid-80’s, Birkenhead.)

Pair of cnuts. It was cruel…so it was.

Divent fuckin start.

He’s got a little freedom now the bell has gone.

You may be right. They do say that the difference between irony and sarcasm is…an education. Something which this Sway grass is clearly lacking.