White Cunt

I beg to differ. The poor rascals are having a rave on your departure.

There is no oxygen concentrator powerful enough to make you feel alive the next day, I tell you.

I’d rather they go, too. What use is the crude, shit-stained, wonky effort, even for free?

You can't sprinkle a twat with a manly oil, Pen, it's got to be all flowers and vegetables.

Slim black arses look like shelves for condiments, do your best to avoid the rear helipad look.

"Drunken Bakers", I have you know, was loosely based around Little Chief A1 lard stop industry. That's what I think, anyway.

While you correctly identified the supermarkets as the scum that they are, the fuckwit clientele are equally guilty of participating in those musical chairs; they destroyed a lot of good food growers and producers, saving a quid or two, the utter dickheads. As margins on foods are tight, the companies need volume to produce good stuff at sensible price, but the constant race to the bottom makes it a nightmare on all fronts. I guess the public will continue to eat shit, waddling off for a flight to Benidorm, for as long as those are available.

A lot of the "meat" the fat cunts graze on day and night is an often imported hormone and shit laden waste, that somehow navigates the legit channels. Take that vomit away from the amoebas and we will lose half of the fried economies of scale.

Really? And another angle. I don’t know about you, but that face lift is quite scary.

Two industries are vying for a source: https://www.abc.net.au/news/2022-06-18/foetal-calf-blood-bovine-serum-record-value-australia/101159254 https://www.beefcentral.com/news/the-darker-side-of-lab-grown-meat/

I take it you won’t be tackling a synthetic, next generation offspring of fully hydrogenated “healthy and safe” novelty steak, then, B? Lab-Grown Meat Has a Bigger Problem Than the Lab Leading scientists agree that cultured meat products won’t give you cancer, but the industry doesn’t have the decades of data to prove it—so it’s trying to avoid the question instead. By Joe Fassler 7 February 2023 at 10:00 GMT

We have different entertainment in the ‘hood.

Old Billy Gates is the latest incarnation in the swarm of brain warped family abominations, who will fuck up anybody for a tuppence. The cunt is deranged, and aside of his cunning math skills, there is not much left in that squeaky brain grave.

Billy and The Minge Pins.

Another commercial processed food garbage money spinner, based on healthy food chain manipulation and slow extermination. As they try to monopolise essential industries - currently not so easy, due to high tech energy and infrastructure costs, in time, we will see all sorts of dead products coming off production lines. While I agree that the commercial, massive scale meat production is crazy and very environmentally destructive, I don’t fancy replacing real meat, eggs, milk, etc. with what is essentially monopolised garbage. The issue of affordability of good food is an important one, but we have to realise that it can not be produced for nothing - it is energy intensive too, but most people don’t want to hear that.

I will not. Russkies are part of the scam, looking to capitalise on flattened eastern Ukraine while Zelensky’s cronies will swallow the western bits. Remember, all of these cunts are only money making billionaire spiffs, loading disposables of all ages into the meat grinder (those who haven’t scampered). But as Putin is singularly crazier than the chief comedian, things could derail at some point when looting disagreements arise.

I think it’s safe to say, she will handle herself in jail just fine.

Cuntoids.

Is Zelensky invited? They will have to top up with a wagon of coke.

They may throw in some free Fentanyl, to seal the deal.

Looks like Frank is revving up for Valentines, Withers… https://t.me/TommyRobinsonNews/44747?single Frank is

Terrible choice, lately. Either you get the contraceptive sloppy & sad sacks, or the gizmo ultrasound cling film freak stretchies. I am lost.

He abandoned the sport when the whale went on a diet - he lost the grip onto the deflated parchment, which clearly couldn’t compensate for extensive palm climbing skills.