White Cunt

I feel your pain. Bose speakers will make shit music more viral and harder to block. Which remainds me of my own hell noise experience I couldn’t immediately escape, five years ago in the port of Hamburg. Having some spare time, my colleagues and I decided it would be a good idea to take a boat trip for and hour or so. So we got onto this nice looking vessel, got some beers and took off. Not five minutes later, this fucking Kraut screecher came out and started his performance. Jesus fucking Christ, save us from speed loaded, mad parrot bellowing testosterone young twerp with a mike and powerful amps. This cunt was not only going full regalia shouting his head off, he was mixing in some Wiener Schnitzel disco funk into it for the full effect. We scampered under the deck, but the speakers, fucking Bose were there too and there was no place to hide. There were frequent trips to the bar to numb the pain and I couldn’t wait to get out of that floating mad house fast enough. From then on, I tend to stear clear of sailing entertainment traps when in Germany and stick to peaceful bus boats, for both commute and relaxation.

So it’s settled. That and the compensation paid to our homegrown slave owners, which we stupid cunts tax plodders have been paying since 1833. Fucking government. Now it’s just the banks’ bailout and trade deficit we have to worry about. We are screwed again.

Only if you bring a decent bottle of Petit Chablis and promise not to snore.

We have sent them the bill after WW1, when our Yankee hook-nosed sponsors had sent us and the Frogs a massive bill with added interest. It was unprecedented for the time, as victors used to cancel debts owing to each other. The enormous pile of shit was denominated in gold and our “allies” demanded prompt payments. So we turned to the Krauts, who turned to the Yanks, who lent them the money, to pay us so we can pay them etc. One problem was with Krauts trying to rebuild sausage factories, export shit to buy the gold to pay us, so we can pay the Yanks, didn’t quite work out as a long time solution. A kind of Wonga situation of the day. With depression and inflation the musical chairs game ended in 1933 and the rest is a tad unpleasant history. After WW2, it was decided that it was best for everyone to “restructure” the loans, as I presume it would have been hard to negotiate with the now mostly defunct Nazi government, post their Nuremberg holiday. I haven’t checked where we currently stand with the WW2 repayments, but the WW1 was settled in 2010. Perhaps leaving the EU will allow us to settle the account a little earlier.

I have never claimed that the predecessors of the current operators should had been extradited to Nazi Germany post-haste and then applied their collective skills in the making of aluminium pots. This is a nasty claim.

It just came to my attention, the well established band of derivatives, money laundering, casino speculators. will soon be setting up shop in a town near you. And if any of you is gullible enough to open a savings account and feed them your money for blow, prostitutes, enormous bonuses and compensation packages, you will only have yourselves to blame once your "investments" go to pot. Attracting the plebs with shit interest rates, in the current environment of shit interest rates on savings, the Ponzi brigade will soon be fighting out our own pile of shitty chains of on-life-support banking cunts. And they have a beady eye on your savings. I would recommend to any cunt stuffing your cash in the mattress, instead of indulging the speculators, or at least hiring an independent lawyer to read and translate the pages of clauses, the safety net of your "investment providers" on how they will take your money and keep them, when this Titanic goes under. Sachs have been heavily involved with Greece's introduction to the Euro Zone club and it has all worked out pretty well for the bank, said the chief investment executive.

He squeezed them to death. And that’s just his gut.

That was in homage to the relationships with the russkie tarts. He is solid Ronseal now. Just in case.

I doubt he has a licence, much less a van. He prefers to record youngsters on buses for later consumption.

They look more sophisticated and trim than your average shopper.

I consider it a bargain. Fucking the orange one must have been crucifying. Even for a seasoned prossie. I bet he screwed her on price beforehand.

British version of Idiocracy. It’s a pity a few tuskers weren’t swept under a bus, considering the winds we’ve been having. Still, there is hope at future openings.

He is probably doing time for fucking a sofa at the local tip in full daylight. Too plush to resist.

He had a certain flavour, old Keith. A mixture of diesel, bubble gum and old sock. Still, he added some value.

Yes my friend. It can’t get much lower than that. Unless we resurrect Keith.

On balance, I much prefer Punky’s pretensions to this low budget Ryanair pile of shit.

Take no notice of old Spunky. He earns his living in public toilets, providing his orifice services for a pittance. "Cum and Go for a Pound" reads his marketing leaflet

Large developers are cunts par excellence just like all fucking investment bankers. They are not satisfied with squeezing workers, suppliers, demanding crazy discounts etc., they have now joined forces with corporate lawyers, cooking stitched up leases, land rents and maintenance contracts to fuck the buyers long term. This will be the next ppp pile of shit to unravel, once the organised mob bring the case to court and start revolting.

Actually, house prices drop when credit supply shrinks and people can not access new mortgages. It’s due to credit deflation. Cash buying is irrelevant. It’ Bad news for mortgage holders who find themselves in negative equity and the banks who hold the loans, as they could potentially go under, just like our super bloated bailed out Northern Rock in 2008.

Now, after the Tusker had shafted the customers and suppliers to pay the banks, to get more debt out of those suckers when the time comes, he is crying wolf, leeching out for some sympathy from the Dumbo public lot; the frequenters of his Arrods emporiums. This tit has as much clue about high end fashion, judging by the Macro duds he sports around, as Tony Blair about integrity. He should be collectively stabbed in the front with Japanese’ steel knives, as they are the only types to cut through the layers of fat. Cunt.

Listening to Carney's crystal ball predictions, one has to to say, it's as accurate as my aim at the toilet after a heavy session. Full of piss and poor delivery. Property prices will fall to a small extent, particularly in the over-inflated areas, post 2008, such as London and some other places. The speculating rats, meaning chinks, russkies and other low life "investors"in high-end London poultry cabins, may be withdrawing their fiddly capital in a hurry, before their speculative losses, the Gulag or a fatal injection catches up with the fuckers. Which would indeed lower the prices, on their collective squeeze through the front door. But as for the rest the market, the drop will be insignificant. Make no mistake - the mortgages are supported by the low interest rates and any shaking of the system would bring down the zombie banks. And that will not be permitted to happen. Interest rates will rapidly be brought down to zero - or below - and massive QE will be restarted. So we are in for the long haul with the low interest rates. Particularly as wages have grown fuck all and inflation has been tolerable so far.

By the time this pile of shit becomes mainstream, due to their reproductive success and our white demise, I will be six feet under, in a padded oak coffin and my rotting corpse unable to hear this jungle vomit. For now, my taxes pay for keeping most of these fuckers in jail fed and drugged, where the cunts belong.

Whatever he picks, will be a flute version.

Not a lot. Maggie Thatcher was well known for similar antics. May he soon join the dead bitch.

You will sing a different tune when they end up in your cell.