Saturday, November 1, 2008

Welcome to the Wall of Shame where all the cuntiest, most useless twats in the world gather to celebrate their irrevocable crapness.

Suggest your own and if the justification's good enough you could see it here, on the world's most insightful blog. Here are a few to get the ball rolling:












Name
Reason
Me
I started this wall so it's only right that I should top it. And admittedly I am a cunt, but that's just the price you have to pay for being intrinsically better than everyone else.
Christian Bale
Two strikes and you're in you pathetic, flouncing twat. Beating up your mum and sister does not make you hard. Neither does shouting at someone who has no power to retaliate.
Bianca Gascoigne
Useless, fame chasing, freak titted slapper neglects fuckwit dad in hour of need.
Jade Goody
For being one of the biggest, dumbest cunts ever to pollute the planet with her self absorbed drivel. Sorry about the cancer though.
Jackie Goody
For spawning the above.
Paris Hilton
For getting famous for sucking cock, then using that fame to hawk low grade pink shit to twelve year old girls.
Boris Johnson
Bumbling closet fascist with a haircut that looks like someone has just thrown up on top of his head, and for being an utterly, utterly useless cunt.
Vernon Kay
Everyone wants to bone his wife and he wants to bone unwashed Page Three slappers, the spack-haired knob.
Kraft
For selling out Cadbury's - whenever you go that deep in the chocolate it always causes problems.
John Terry
For losing the England captaincy for getting caught out shagging his mate's bird then trying to hide behind a super injunction. Pussy.


So, who else should be on the wall and why?

Well the world didn’t end today. It is a relief purely because there are still some hot birds out there that need to be ploughed by Oestrus, and it would be a tragedy for humanity to cease to exist without me hearing my balls slap against Jessica Biel's chin. I’m not too fussed about the geeks creating a black hole in Switzerland, in fact I think it’s a great fucking idea. I wish there was one in the UK, and no, I am not talking about the cultural vacuum that has sucked all the talent and creativity out of the entertainment industry (if you think Noel Edmonds opening an empty box is entertainment then fuck off right now).

I want a bin sized black hole in the corner of my office - the perfect spot for most of the myopic, uninspiring briefs I get sent, and for that matter any CV that doesn’t have a photo from the waist up coz if I can't see those jubilees girls I can't see any reason to give you a job.

Just think of the applications; you could put a black hole above every chimney, behind every car exhaust, any nuclear waste chuck it in the BH. Yes, I know it has to end up somewhere, but that somewhere is another dimension, so fuck them. If they haven’t had the courtesy to contact us after all the years humanity has been screaming blindly into the cosmos, but as soon as a little bit of nuclear waste pops up in their dimension they want to parlay, I say fuck 'em. And if they don’t have the technology to make contact, fuck 'em twice with a big stick coz that is Darwinism in its purist form.

Talking about Darwinism leads me on to my next gripe, fucking pensioners bitching about their fuel allowance or lack of it. Why do they need it? Hasn’t every geek and his godson spent the last ten years bitching about global warming and the fact that the Earth's temperature is rising? And yet these old bastards want more money to burn more fossil fuel, even though it's never going to be cold again thanks to their own irresponsible use of hairspray and fridges in the early 1980s.

Just the other day I was standing outside Oxfam laughing and throwing small change at all the gypos going inside when I spotted a jumper for a pound. Now, give a pensioner a hundred quid and he will spend it on increased carbon emissions, but catch one on the temple with a pound coin and he can be warm for the rest of his life.

 

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