We rarely riot when we see injustice, just tut, shrug and declare how utterly fucking shit it is.
Sir Bob Geldof is shouting ‘fuck’ at random strangers and the people of Africa are sending him hampers of oysters, beluga cavier and vintage cases of Châteauneuf-Du-Pape.
I couldn’t be fucked even watching that video. If I want to see a snotty kid crying for 10 minutes I’ll tell my son Santa is a load of bollocks. He’d be mortified, but 17 year olds are such snow flakes these days.
In a world where high court judges trying to uphold the law are branded ‘enemies of the people’, and MP’s who vote to represent their constituents have their faces spunked all over the front pages of the right wing shit rags, like a fucking rogues gallery of Britain’s most wanted, then what harm is the odd story about Donald Trump being a piss connoisseur?
What’s a fucking Tory rebel anyway? Someone dressed in a suit being a cunt by day, but who secretly distributes clothing to the homeless by night, like some shit Savile Row Bat Man?
Mrs. Jones responded; “Bollocks, it’s her tits isn’t it, and all that suggestive finger licking with that sleazy background music?”
Prince Charles broke Ed Sheeran protocol when awarding him his MBE
So from my understanding, after a massive pointles argument, we’ve caved in and agreed to everything at a cost of 35 billion quid in the process. So basically it’s like having a row with my missus and making up over a Domino’s then?
“Listen John, your Spam bap looked less appetising than the contents of a surgical kidney dish before you started spitting chunks of it at me, now it just looks like you’re sucking on a placenta.”
How dare Phillip ‘spread shit’ Hammond blame the very people the Tories have spent the best part of a fucking decade forcing into work, by getting jumped up clipboard warriors with a GNVQ in customer service to judge them fit over actual doctors, on loss of productivity.