White Cunt

Thank fuck we still have our currency. We would have been crucified by Brussels and really unable to leave in one piece.

While we do have many lazy, useless millennials who are very shy of any kind of work and spend most of their useless life texting in bed, you can’t blame the workers in those shitty McJobs for playing the corporate game. If they feel they are getting shafted by their employers, they have every right to make more money flow in their direction. Obviously, they only have their labour supply as the card, which may in time be totally worthless as automation counteracting wage pressure progresses. But for now, good luck to those cunts. If there are suckers willing to buy and eat that crap, why not.

Maybe the Beebs are planning to sell it abroad and are just testing the waters here. In overpopulated dumps like Africa or Asia, watching this pile of shit may offer a cheap substitute to proper contraception.

That’s Plan B. Getting smashed and blowing Juncker will be the next stage of Brexit negotiations. Who knows, even Macron may join in. He likes to suck established old tits.

Christ, you are thick.

Her revolting behaviour equals that of Boris Yeltsin’s. And so does her political leadership.

You can as long as you don’t inhale it.

This demented whore has really got her vocation mixed up. Now we all know that politicians are cheap clowns and will take their trousers (or skirts) off for anyone, just to score a single vote, but this one is a one profusely mixed up fucking “leader”. Can we clap together and get her a job at McDonald’s and a full set of Ronald attire? Her entertaining skills would be used where they are needed the most: a tuskers’ infested fast food garbage dispensary.

“Thou shall not covet your neighbour’wife, or his male servant, or his donkey or his ox...” You’re fucked for eternity.

“Thou shall not covet your neighbour’s wife”. Or Wives, you thicko.

Rogue snipers focus on hunting rabbits and pheasants these days. With obesity epidemic raging through the ranks, the fuckers can barely climb out of a car, never mind run a flight of stairs.

Kind of defeats the purpose, if It’s my hovel.

Twenty years ago, that would have surely worked. But bear in mind that the millennials have more holes than Swiss cheese and tons of iron in their fucking heads, so it will either go through or bounce back, nine times out of ten.

Half a brain, you twerp.

This matter is too complex for your stunted intellect to grasp. Go and take a nap.

Six months of driving in Libya would do them a world of good.

The historically rich, aristocratic rotting hovel dwellers fall into two categories. The ones who used have money by kissing royal arses for centuries and riding the empire gravy train for as long as possible. They are now cast aside, all alone and broke. All living on a fantasy island, with their looks, life and property slowly turning to shit or being sold off piece by piece to pay the leccy and fleas treatment bill. The other lot are the ones with some money left, tight fisting any investments and trust leftovers, as not to end up like the previous lot. All are highly averse to doing any fucking work.

Can't see a self-respecting sticky-fingered brownie ripping out your ultra-value kennel roofing felt with much enthusiasm, the only valuable item from your hovel.

Given that out of those two rich morons, she has a slightly higher IQ, comparing her vacuous pin brain processing to Erin Brockovich, equates to Kim Kardashian's ability to solve the mystery of the Big Bang in the shower.

Let's see how that's going to pan out. Greece or Italy? Next, Sturgeon fuckwit will be dragging Scotland to joining the club of getting shafted by the Euro; primarily by Krautland with it's low inflation rates.

What a great idea, Punky. Would you mind if your head is used to get the flames going?

On waves, you thick cunt.

Now that you had your say, go back to cleaning the latrines. Fuck off.

I have just read about the slow market in tarts and drugs. According to a selection of pushers and pimps, things are very slow and definitely not as good as they used to be. What does this mean to the average Brit? Do you get a free smoke with your tart? Has half of the City of London already relocated to Europe? Are we on a brink of a new recession?

New labour was a lot more destructive to the economy than Tories’ industrial “adjustment” and the initial banks free for all take off, via the enhanced and encouraged casino City deregulation and of course the Iraq war. We are left with a massive debt craftily transferred onto public sheet, thanks Tony, while our old boys keep safely cashing in their overseas incomes. Giving Mr Average a shit job in a pubicle has at least an upside. He has to get dressed and get out of the house, rather than spending his doll money on scratch cards and chips for breakfast at 8 pm.