White Cunt

With a bit of luck, it will only make it to the discount bin at Macro.

He invented gout and ponyfilia.

Can somebody explain, please, why the fuck are supermarkets so empty after Christmas? It feels like some fucking Kristallnacht is coming and everybody is stacking their joints to the rafters. Just in case the Gestapo pays us a visit and it's really much safer under the floor boards, with a big stash of food and a bucket? Or maybe people are giving each other these massive rolls of vintage Stilton to graze on, christmas pud and plum jam instead of presents? WHERE IS THE FUCKING FOOD GONE TO?

I do. Thatcher was a cunt. Things got ever more fucked up ever since.

He is ready and waiting

Brony will agree with you - not as good as it used to be.

Thatcher is not dead

The arse-arse, or the brain-arse? Otherwise you need two forks.

Money Creation by David The Great Cunt

And if you ask the cunt, "where does money come from?", he will tell you - "the cash machine".

While those rodents are busy with slashing public sector jobs, they seem to overlook one fact - all politicians cunts have tax-sponsored cunt-bubble wages; plus the odd, fat brown envelope, from the local cyanide manufacturer. I propose to start with them, plus making those "donations" as legal as crystal meth. If they breach the rules, slavery in Roma camps, run by some very rough poofs should follow. A little

If she doesn't, you could always try her sister.

It is a little too obvious, to be a subliminal message, but there you are. I propose to suspend any in-depth analysis of the bollocks he is desperately trying to feed the masses and go straight for gassing. So there. I made the right choice, Dave, in you go!

His needs must be met quite easily, judging by the size of her cunt.

May be tricky to find toys to fill those knickers. She ain't small.

His Motha is drunk somewhere in the gutter and he just accidentally wandered off.

Same to you!

Looks like Brony is partying hard, alone in the park...

Happy New Year to you!

Is it served cold or stone cold?

"You scratch my balls, I scratch yours"

Depending which calendar you use.

Fucking Blanket should share a horse wagon, packed full of those smelly, whining, stealing Roma cunts, on the way to the nearest gas-house. He could use his dog to hold a towel and soap, while rolling his eyes in delight, when fondling a cacked butt, before shower granules kicked-in.