Decimus

Couple of points here, MC. Beast called me out and was wrong. Secondly, I nominate more than the vast majority on here. I know how much you have enjoyed being hung out to dry by Roops and her stats on a number of occassions, so I've compiled a few of my own. You have made 47 nominations this year, and accrued a grand total of 59 likes for your efforts. I've knocked out 27, with a return of 106 likes. No noms? Wrong. Shit posts? I've got almost double the likes that your dog shit efforts about Asian car jackers and paedos have so far gained you. I await your grovelling retraction. We're not even in the same league.

Cheers, Bawsey.

I imagine that Anne Frank would be fucked. You stupid fucking cunt.

Our respective like to post ratios would suggest otherwise.

The benefit of predictive text is that it correctly spells said word, although it may subsequently be out of context. I've never heard of an algorithm littering a users posts with completely made up constructs and shockingly spelled words that even a remedial spastic could handle. As for being constantly pissed, I've got no problem in believing that.

How old are you exactly, MC? Your grammar and general level of intelligence suggest that you were born sometime after 2005, but your shocking displays of racist bigotry and ignorance indicate that you were shat out at some point during the late Victorian era.

I can picture your own pathetic attempt at suicide, Neil. Sat in a dank pool of your own semen and room temperature Carling. Tears falling down your chunky face as you hyperventilate with panic over the inevitable and imminent knock at the door from the Old Bill. Finally plucking up the courage to end it all, you shove a knife into your Pelican-like gullet, only for the blade to snap on the impenetrable twenty inch layer of subcutaneous blubber. Next time, plug in the offending PC and hard drive that has led you down this path, then chuck it into the bath along with your fat fucking carcass.

Gong Farmer 'likes' this.

Possibly your most pointless and irrelevant post to date. Enjoy the rest of your holiday, here's hoping that some Gooks decide to reenact Dien Bien Phu with your foetid corpse.

Fuck all this shit, Snowy. When I saw the title of this nom I thought that you'd be voicing a hatred of the actual city, which I would wholeheartedly agree with. I was there for two nights this weekend and I've got several gripes. The obvious one is about the prevalence of bikes, all cyclists naturally being cunts who deserve to have a Bedford Rascal reverse repeatedly over their raleigh bikes and heads. Secondly, in a further effort to alienate Godfearing car drivers, I was absolutely fucking apoplectic to find that five hours of parking in the centre was being charged at over 25 quid. Thirdly, once you get to the centre, you might as well be in Shanghai. Fucking chinks everywhere battering the fuck out of unweary passers by with selfie sticks and absolutely fucking massive rucksacks. Finally, I find it difficult to relax anywhere if there's a student who's head needs kicking in within a mile's radius. With the official Cambridge University, plus Stubby's alma mater, Anglia Ruskin, the place is absolutely fucking heaving with greasy little cunts waving about coupons and bogof vouchers, crawling in and out of university approved safe spaces like the wretched fucking vermin that they are.

With not so tinky-winkies.

I haven't got an issue with remembering those who were conscripted to fight and die in a pointless war to satisfy the braggadocio of imperial powers. What I do have a problem with, is all the "Help for Heroes" shit and fawning over the current batch of military personnel. Frankly, I have no sympathy for any cunt who was too fucking stupid to enter civvy street, so signed up willingly to get their legs blown off in a desert shit hole. No one forced them into it and they knew what they were signing up for. Thick fucking cunts.

Cockfingers, attendez. Compose yourself and give me glory.

He's got clean. I'd rather he be funny and OD than carry on with this parody of his former self.

I imagine that it will look like a cross between Hair Bear from the Hair Bear Bunch and Papa Lazarou from The League of Gentleman.

You're a cunt hair away from posting on Flidspack and adding some vaguely racist shit on the Brexit thread in a desperate attempt to garner likes and attention. What the fuck has happened to you?

They're having a late supper in the honeymoon suite...Hog roast. Lol.

I was expecting the release of a certain Teague with Jock connections to set the place alight. Sadly, his lack of cunting practice over the past year has left him as washed out as his yellow tie.

@Frank, when he turns on the magic, is as he often states, the best on here. However, he seems to have lost his fucking switch and should be ashamed of the watery shite he's churned over the past few months.

I think Gyppo has got an assortment of nautical themed tattoos. Mostly anchors on a hairy Popeye style forearm.

It's your site and it's your party, but I think it's gotten a bit too nicey-nice. I'm not saying that every post needs to be an attack on another member, but there needs to be a balance. That's just my opinion, but I'm sure others would agree.

You're a random knee-jerking, reactionary cunt. In the highly unlikely scenario that everyone in the UK lost their fucking minds and elected you as PM, we'd have daily terrorist attacks by the end of the year. Watch your mouth, and don't let me catch you babbling such shite ever again. Idiot.

I'm ready. There has been enough absolute rubbish spouted on here by Brexiteers over the past few months, and beyond the gallant yet utterly hopeless efforts of Panzy, no one has picked up the battle flag for the other side. As a man of undoubted sophistication who appreciates the benefits of free movement and European culture, you're welcome to join me. Alternatively, you could shut your fucking mouth and do a video.

To sup with the devil, you need a long spoon. I'm not saying that being a member of the EU is perfect, but I was never going to gamble on the future of my country by voting Leave on a fairy take notion that the UK can go it alone in the world and come out the other end with the sort of influence in global affairs that we currently enjoy whilst being a part of something as significant as the world's largest trading bloc. Unfortunately, the majority of the electorate had other ideas and willfully ignored that other well known demon based proverb; Better the devil you know.