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On a positive note (or not) there will be plenty of free, pre-cooked, rabbit for the Pikeys and food bank customers to fight over. Saves robbing the local One Stop shop.

As soon as you mentioned dog shit Woofers was in like a shot with his like, he loves the smell of dog shit in the morning. Fuck off.

You're not trying hard enough, I was hoping you'd be dead within a month, you're a total disappointment, fuck off.

Basically a Yorkshire Pudding is a blob of batter that fell in the oven, got cooked, and was scraped onto your plate to make up for the lack of a dumpling.

I am no fan of Judas Priest , in fact I prefer Zep, but I can appreciate Halford's vocal range, and compared with Daltry it's no contest, Daltry doesn't have a 'range' it's just one, preset, racket.

Unfortunately her 'Brazilian' won't see the light of day, England out on penalties, again!

Halford could give Plant and Daltry a run for their money in the vocal stakes, no problem.

If Yorkshire was any fucking good it would give it's name to a regional cheese, instead it has given it to a piss-poor brand of teabag. You're shit, give it a rest you mouthy cunts.

I see your problem, pun intended, you'll just have to give up wanking, your sight will return to normal in no time.

Cunt, you're interrupting my tea, go bother someone else with your inane drivel.

I'd have a sex addiction but my cock's too small and I'm too fuckin' ugly to get any shags, life's just so unfair!

And fucked-off the Aussie cricket cunts with a 5-0 whitewash in the one-day internationals. Ah, Brexit has done the country a power of good. I fuckin' hate football, but I'd love England to win the World Cup, just to piss off all those cunting remainers and the EU parasites.

My pants are bulging and the cargo is looking for somewhere to dock...

FFS, what sort of desperate cunt uses 'social media'?

Only in the cunt twisted canyons of your cerebral cortex, fuck off.

A cross between a bloody Rorschach test and a Jackson Pollock.

So, a shit load of snowflake, left-wing cunts are financing, to the tune of £6.5K, an attempt at floating this monstrosity over London if the POTUS visits Britain this summer. These are the same cunts who whine about starving children in third world shit-holes, the under-funding of the NHS and refugees/migrants drowning in the Med, yet they can find £6500 to frivolously fuck about making silly balloons to try and upset Donald Trump. FFS, do these entitled knob-heads not realise how much good they could do by spending that sort of money on food and medical supplies for their beloved migrant parasites? CUNTS!

Ever since you tried defending your poodle pooping antics, fuck off, cunt!

WTF has it got to do with you, you beardy, cum-trawler? Fuck off and try to impress your shit sucking mates (oh look, one crawly bum-licker has given you a 'like', job done!)

I do believe I cunted this cuntfest back on April 25th, get with the programme you slow cunts. Fuck off!

I see your two bum-chums were quick to jump on the bandwaggon with their 'likes', what a surprise, circle jerk cunts! Fuck off.

I sould have eneded it years ago, fuckin' Samaritans talked me out of it, cunts!

It's been said many times before, any celebrity themed show is a steaming pile of dog poo, just waiting for Wolfie to come and scoop it into his shit-bag. anybody and everybody knows this, yet still they tune-in, because they don't want to be left out of the conversation when it's discussed over their latte break tomorrow morning, sad cunts. We all know the programme we'd like to see on tv, the one with the magnificently monumental viewing figures, celebrity suicides. Unfortunately no television company would have the balls to broadcast this ratings winning, family entertainment spectacular, how sad, too bad, never mind. Fuck off!

I'm the victim of a 'tragic event', my cock got stuck in the vacuum cleaner, when I was er... hoovering the carpet, I'm now suing Currys and Hoover for not warning me about any accidents that could befall while using said appliance in the correct way it was manufactured for.

I'm here to fuckin' amuse you? Fuck off!