Rev

What do we want? VODKA When do we want it? I'LL FUCKING CUT YOU. CUNT.

Salutations all. I'm still watching, you shower of fucking bastards. Cunts.

The police in Scotland has been centralised, Mr B. It is now called Police Scotland and answerable to one cunt...a certain Ms Fucking Sturgeon. There are poor cunts who are being lifted for tearing down SNP posters and removing SNP stickers from "street furniture" up here. That's the state of play at the moment. It's like 1950s USSR. They're indoctrinating kids at primary school with a nationalist agenda and introducing a State Guardian scheme for kids up to the age of 18. They have allowed 16-17 year olds the vote, because they're the most easily influenced, so they're considered socially aware enough to vote for these commie bastards, but not socially aware enough to look after themselves. You could be a 17 year old soldier, married and have a child, but that would necessitate three State appointed guardians at fuck knows what cost. They're also trying to register voting cards to ascertain which way cunts vote. They need wiped out. Bastards.

Sturgeon's a cunt of the highest order. She was on a charm and disarm offensive last night, lying through her fucking teeth on just about everything, as per fucking usual. She even lied about hospital parking charges, but no cunt dug her up, surprisingly. She's political fucking cancer here. She bleats on about £30 billion of cuts, when our share of that is £2.4 billion, but has trained her drooling fucking cattle that the £7.6 billion deficit imposed by us losing Barnett is fairer than the £2.4 Westminster wants from us. Someone shoot the munchkin cunt, she's a fucking embarrassment. That Welsh commie has a lovely voice, though. Cunt.

Gandhi was a louse-infested shit-stirring little turd-spanner with a penchant for toga parties and sweat shops. Ralph Fiennes should have just gassed the cunt when he had the chance.

Footballist - poof - cupcake - cunt.

He's a self-aggrandising bastard, to be fair. His position as cuntmeister is likely unassailable and he very definitely is one of many recipients of the Rev's undiluted hatred. I never watched the Fist Prince of Bellend and am unlikely to watch any of the jug-eared cunt's other shit. A fucking caramel arse-biscuit of the first order. Burn him. He's a cunt.

Prague, then Goa, Jacko. I'm endeavouring to represent the International Bastard Commission for Cunts. As I'm sure you'll agree, I'm somewhat over-qualified.

Cunt.

Bronski. I've just been sold a bangle off a beach urchin of about 5, who'd sword your pendulous man-breasts off and tandoor them to a fine crisp.

...to make a withdrawal?

If they're executing cunts for watching football, it's because they're fucking chutters. Football is, as everyone knows, for poofters.

Yes...she's like an uglier Anne Diamond after a decade of bad Crystal Methamphetamine now. I suspect she has to tape up her nipples nowadays to stop them from scraping the ground in front of her when she walks. And what's the fucking script with the cunt's teeth? Does she live on a diet of black pudding?

You're right, mate. I note with alacrity that Chantelle, 24 from Margate, also made some salient points regarding the Syrian refugee situation in her dissertation on the Islamification of Disparate Groups in the Middle East, while whipping out her norks, spilling 500ml of Elmlea Double Cream on her chest and winking suggestively to the camera.

No tits on Page 3 of the Sun any more, but cunts on every other page still.

I remember this. Judge was cracking one off the wrist behind a tree, or something and some cunt rifled through his tasselled waistcoat and took his Nokia.

Fuck that for a game of stormtroopers. How about we just use fat lesbians to produce oil for burning lamps? I reckon this fucking elephant-skinned chunter would make some fucking lovely pork crackling from the loose and gangrenous cellulitis that the man-lady cunt has hanging from it's abdomen.

He might have been funnier if the Care in the Community bastard's voice had broken. I'd hurt him for free. As it is, the cunt needs nailed to a trestle and set on fire.

Jan Leeming's a cunt.

Shit. That's me fucked then.

Fat bastards are cunts, Bronski. They serve no purpose, except for being the type of fleshy draught-excluders you can kick the living fuck into as and when the feeling takes you. I hate them.

Webber's new musical, "Savile".

Thanks for your kind words and acknowledgement, from one gent to another, klefto. When superior cunts of our mettle freely associate with Internet rabble, we are gifting them a little piece of our alpha-male credibility. They're lucky...and they know it. Bastards.

She's a fuckin' sea-hag and no mistake, but at least you'd get a spacker hand-job off the cunt, from her disabled motorcycle-crash arm for less than a fiver; however, you'd need to render the bastard unconscious before you 'phoned a private-hire, in case the cunt stalked you for your frozen Iceland curries and desserts.

Best part of £1300, Spotto. Single coils, hand wound by one of the fuckers who made them for Fender in the early 60s, fuckin' beautiful vintage sound off the cunts. Truly astonishing. An exact replica of Parfitt's alleged '62 re-finished Tele with relic'd Gibson Badass bridge, (the White over blue Tele that the blond motherfucker's played since the early 1970s) bought in Glasgow, he claims. This fucking guitar is the best I've ever played, strung on .14-56w heavyweight strings that'd make your bellend bleed at 40 paces. It's a fucking thrash guitar, but can creep through any Psychobilly shit you throw at it. It's fuckin' awesome. It makes my AC30 cum.