White Cunt

Do not worry about us, my oirish little oink. Your lot has to, of course grovel and beg the almighty Brussels fucks, just to score some chips. When the going gets tough, we just take it by force. It’s a tradition, you know.

I haven’t realised that this trampware was still around.Good riddance, Gyppo.

I have no problem with these infantile doughnuts, looking for a bit of adrenaline kick, by fighting some dragon battles with sticks, in the middle of Cheshire. It’s much more preferable to spats of glassing at my local, which can ruin a peaceful pint. And yes, I have been told to upgrade to better outlets,

Cheap and plentiful flow of potatoes from the EU is responsible for that behaviour, Decs. Can’t really blame them for it. You cut off the EU source and the fuckers will starve. Again.

Have you ever been to France?

I will give you a fiver, no rubber though.

Well, at least you have decoded my “obscure”WC quirk.Pfffff...

Prescription is the only way to get your clearly deficient brain up to scratch - maybe. I personally reckon, there is no chemical solution on this planet to fix your deranged, constant stimulation-seeking peanut available, except for lead. And what you think of my posts/likes, is as relevant as you are, hare-brain.

I am sure that being a narco state under chief commander Don Pinochet, helped to bring on the golden age. Cretin.

Your skim-reading is clearly not up to scratch, if you have to repeat it. Up your dose of Ritalin, it should help with your attention span. Now fuck off.

For my own life extension treatment, I chose the Swiss option.

I am quite capable of conducting my business, without having to trade brown envelopes with a bunch of local “entrepreneurs”, on the lookout for fresh pillaging opportunities. I am quite content with not having to mix with the locally grown, bonsai Trumps.

Your “Golf club” consists of a group of pissed-up local con youth, driving in circles their rotten, oil-belching, rust wagons. This nocturnal activity takes place after midnight, at the local fields of your council estate. Fuck off.

While the nomination is as per your usual, a pile of shit, I have to agree with this point. Wearing a pair of slashed jeans, makes anybody look misguided and repulsive. But make no mistake, a pair of elephants-crotched, shapeless, perhaps chrome-plated, polyester riddled or cheap cotton saggies, looks equally fucking low. I can envision your sad, gravity-compliant, smelly arse in a pair of House of Asda, double discount, dingy beige, marmite stained dugs. The current storms are due to your shuffling on your polyester, 1960s vintage carpet, you disgusting cunt.

No issues with flies?

No need to be rough on close family members.

I could try that, but I fear of being mowed down by a loaded Punky, taking off hastily with his all gay priest friends for an impromptu crack and sex party.

Had he remained in academia, together with other unkempt, crazy, bloated, navel-starring toffs, his achievements would in due course have made it to Readers Digest or other peer-reviewed esteemed publication of his league. What a fucking waste of talent that.

Explains the mouldy cheese phenomenon.

Indeed. Everywhere you turn in a pub, these well past their sell-by date naked beer guts are huffing around, sweating bollocks, compensating for the loss of water with copious amounts of extra strong lager. It doesn’t help that their female tuskers are also scantily cladded and no amount of aircon can keep them cool enough as not to sprinkle the bar with sweat.

You really know how to ruin my weekend, you disgusting, fucking cunt.

I am surprised the Vatican has not pooled together all those magical totems and taken them on a miracle christian road show, around Jesus land - the US yet. The placebo effect would have been a proper money maker for the paedo club.

Man, that's one monster catheter.

The BBC are all about "avoidance" news. Anything controversial or not serving the current political dictats gets omitted on purpose. I also found it quite amusing how a lot of their wealthy "self-employed"cunts protested over being dragged into on-book employment by the taxman-prodded corporation. Pay your fucking taxes like the rest of us you squirming, bloated, self-serving, lying, perverted, boring bunch of wankers.

Really, there is no point stating the obvious. We wouldn't expect anything else from vermin like you.