Thursday 30 July 2015

30.7.15 Baku Asian Games


The Baku Games have been touted as the Baku European Games, which is simply preposterous, considering Baku is not in Europe.  I am fed up with boundaries and definitions being stretched to cunting fuck, to suit the agendas of certain people and factions.



The tip of the orange area, far right, is where you'll find Baku
on the coast of the Caspian Sea !

As an aside, I will just mention that Team GB should of course be Team GB & Northern Ireland.  As for anyone wanting to argue the point about Baku and Azerbaijan, fuck off.

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Sunday 26 July 2015

26.7.15 Labour Lunacy




It seems that Jeremy Corbyn is getting support from the more-than-irritating Russell Brand, as well as the only-slightly-less-irritating Charlotte Church.  If ever there were reasons to choose a completely opposite course, then RB and CC are two of them.




I suspect that Jeremy Corbyn will, if successfully elected, manage to make the Labour Party even more unelectable.  Any support that Church and Brand can garner to this end is therefore welcome enough; I just wish the whole mess did not have to feature in the news, and take up valuable space better used on some other story.




I find it rather distasteful that these two multi-millionaires feel it falls to them to dictate to the poor who voting should proceed.  Church has clearly been affected by Brand to some degree, and I suspect she's been practising her spouting of rubbish - for example:

"For the first time in my adult life . . . there is a politician who has a chance of actually doing something to create a shift in the paradigm, from corporate puppetry to conscious social representation."

Okay, luv, thanks for that.  Not sure that can fit on a placard though. Elsewhere, trumping both of these two wealthy allegedly-left-wing nuisances is the rather more self-centred, greedy and arrogant Tony Blair.




He seems to think he is qualified to pontificate, with 'advice' on all things Labour, when he is most surely the most despicable capitalist in the world ? How anyone can put up with his sanctimoniousness is unfathomable, and yet for some reason, people seem to want to pay him millions for fuck all.




Back to the Labour Party, and we've just seen a few weeks of pathetic interim-leadership, although I accept the term has no business being employed in respect of Harriet Harman's awful efforts to seem competent - an absolute no go considering her ineptitude to date, alongside numerous scandals.




Harriet should get in her pink van and drive off into the sunset; I know a good route via Beachy Head  In the meantime, I thought I had better offer some assistance to any of you who have become slightly confused regarding who's who, seeing as the newcomer in the title race for Labour leader is perhaps less well known than some, and to this end, I have sought to highlight three individuals who should not be muddled up.




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Tuesday 21 July 2015

21.7.15 Twelve Curses of the Century




1 The Selfie

This is without doubt the worst phenomenon with which we are beset.  It's bad enough that billions of photos are now taken every year, let alone posted on every fucking forum or platform that'll take them.  How much worse is the situation, now that cunts everywhere can flood the world with extra data, 99.9% of which is gratuitous bollocks and a waste of time for everyone on the planet - even the self-obsessed idiots who relentlessly and pointlessly persist in making themselves the star of their own individual lives.  Sadly they try, with almost equal determination, to spread the shit to anyone who knows them, as well as every sitting duck who doesn't - and doesn't want to!


2 Award Winning

There are simply far too many 'awards' doled out to individuals, collectives, companies, services and organisations, as well as products.  The result is that every third cunt in a list of any of the aforementioned is able to be referred to as "award winning".  Having something or someone touted to me with "award winning" mentioned is NOT in any way doing anything to endear me to them/it, and in fact, if something is thus described, I am more inclined to be put off. There is only one thing worse than the stupidly obsessive use of this term, and that it the complete failure to relay what the cunting award was for!  If I can supposed to choose an "award winning" bubble gum to chew on and blow up, I'd like to know which supposed accolade the stuff was judged to have been worthy of!


3 So

The nightmarish adoption by cunts everywhere of starting any utterance with the word "so".  For some reason, this pompous, approach gives speakers a derogatory tone as they talk shit.  I feel patronised by these twats who seem to believe this is proper English, and proper use of the word.  I have news for them.  They are deluded cunts, ruining the language, and trying to sound superior.


4 Scratchy Labels

For some inexplicable reason, the manufacturers of clothes seem hell bent on scratching my cunting neck, and occasionally the small of my back.  I know this because why else would the fuckers insist on making sure labels are positioned to be most inconvenient, and made of material that, however soft the garment itself might be, is akin to a cunting scouring pad?  Further grief is afforded the unlucky purchaser, when removal of a label (even with the smallest sewing scissors) brings with it the high risk of the garment being irreparably damaged as stitches are cut and/or unpicked.  Once I have bought a fucking shirt, jumper or pair of shorts, I do NOT need to be eternally reminded of the size!  Detachable labels are the answer.


5 Cheeky

Use of this word to describe an activity is pathetic.  A "cheeky" cigarette, or beer or Nandos is silly.  Nothing cunting cheeky about it at all - more abuse of the English language.


6 Uber

Further abuse now comes from the import of a German word to try and reinforce a speaker's intent and/or the intensity of the message being given. Adjectives and adverbs apparently now require reinforcement through use of the prefix "Uber", as if saying this outweighs the effect that a superfluous "super" would have.  Pretentious cuntism.


7 H

I refer not to Hydrogen, but the letter itself, the eighth letter in the alphabet, spelled AITCH.  There is of course NO cuntin "H" at the beginning of the word, and so it is NOT pronounced as though it has one!  Whilst I am aware that sometimes aitches are dropped in some regional accent, it is wholly unacceptable that on a non-regional basis, every seventh person seems idiotic enough to introduce an extra letter, and mispronounce this letter.


8 Vulnerable

Elsewhere, we find even more arseholes unable to pronounce a simple world that includes as its 3rd letter an "L".  Just as there are more and more vulnerable people in the world, and more and more instances where use of the word is appropriate, a greater and greater percentage of the English-speaking world decides to display its ignorance through failing to manage to say it properly, and make the third letter silent.  Strangely, they can all manage to say the name of the bone found in the arm, saying "Ulna" rather than "Una".


9 Russell Brand

There is no need, surely, for me to make any further comment.


10 Kanye West

See above / ditto.


11 Jenner / Kardashian

There is a truly awful obsession in the media where gossip (certainly not 'news') is forced our way, to swamp our lives with shit about Kardashians and Jenners.  These women - now to include Bruce - are not any sort of role models and there is sadly no real escape.


12 Tony & Sheree Blair

Surely the best examples of despicable, cuntish, self-serving, greedy and morally corrupt liars that we have?  You decide.


Other Contenders

Paul McCartney; animals in TV adverts - real or even worse, puppets, specifically Meerkats; Three-seater sofas with only two cushions; The Duke of York, his awful ex-wife and the two horrendous daughters; Sepp Blatter; Deplorable standards of English and awful grammar; Overpaid footballers; The BBC; Payday Loan companies; Channel 5; Roadworks; The 50mph speed limit in roadworks; Speed cameras; Supermarket 'offers' and pricing scams; Roundabouts with traffic lights; Twitter; Comparison websites.

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Monday 20 July 2015

20.7.15 Grating Grammar Gaffs




Remoist
Junk Mail containing an affront to the English language.

It's not so impressive, do to the fact . . . 
A chap called Scott, on Facebook.

Arsene Wenger wants to keep Walcott but has bulked at his demands.
Mail Online

Are you washing your hair wrong?
Mail Online, refusing to use an adverb

Have you been peeling hardboiled eggs wrong?
Mail Online

It's the ultimate uber-shed.
Mail Online, talking complete bollocks

The PM's wife received more than £1,500 for each of her shares when luxury stationary company was sold in 2005.
Mail Online headline

Does she dance weird?
No adverbs on ITV's Big Star's Little Star, then

Further question marks have been raised by eye-witnesses.
The Sun.  No they haven't - questions have

Wellesley are not a bank.
Aren't it, indeed.  The company can't market itself properly in adverts

"Substan-see-ate."
Laura Kuenssberg, pronouncing things like a complete twat

The dry cleaning bill must be very expensive.
Bloke on TV.  No, it was the dry cleaning that was expensive, not the bill. The bill was a number; the bill might possibly have been high, but not expensive.

I would of got them but . . . .
Facebook comment

Australia had never appeared in the contest before (not unsurprisingly) but . . .
Jim Shelley in the Mail Online

The act going through to the final have been revealed
Continuity announcer on ITV2 - Thick cunt!

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20.7 15 Crap in the Newspapers



Poor journalism prevails in the UK, both in terms of the quality of coverage and grammar, and with regard to the content.




This example demonstrates the lameness in the editorial input.  As you can see from the caption, I apparently need to be told that the photo is of an OAP and water!  What a ludicrous state of affairs.

There is no end of rubbish contained within papers, and I stumbled across a pathetic piece some weeks ago about Jamelia, and her impending participation in a pointless reality programme overseen by the equally irritating Bear Grylls.




It seems Jamelia was intent on confirming her complete deficiency, and unsuitability for appearing on Mission Survive.  She went on record as saying she had a fear of heights, wild animals, water and the outdoors.  None of this boded well for a stint of surviving in the Central American rainforest.  (1) Why the fuck was she invited on the expedition? and (2) Why the fuck did she decided to go?

Then we have the horrendous puns that editors feel obliged to dump upon us. Some are better than others, but I do get tired of the relentless pursuit of such an angle on everything and anything.  Sport offers many opportunities for a pun.




Sadly the desperation is arguably heightened, when trying to entertain the sports-minded readers.  The Giroud headline above was not one I was pleased to encounter.




Upside down entries suggest that the final checks before going-to-print were carried out by a drunk twat.  This publication in the Northeast was one that included, in an article alongside the above, a feature on double glazing.






The nonsense, as you can see, flowed from the pages.  I will resist the urge to include more of the tosh that featured in this local publication.

Benefits By The Sea: Jaywick

The article previewed a new Channel 5 television programme that would be following the tried and tested formula adopted by the channel over recent years - that of seeking out the lowest people in society and ramming their stories and lives down our throats in a bid to shock and annoy.

David Hanmore, dubbed "Disco Dave" by his friends, drinks 525 units of alcohol a week, which is dangerously over the Government recommended allowance of 21 to 28 units.

This quote from the Daily Mail highlights the pathetic level of journalism accompanying the tired approach to programme-making.  Er, yes . . . . . 525 units of alcohol is indeed far over the guideline of 21-28 units; doh!  525 is not so much over the guideline as bearing no fucking relationship to it.  How there is enough time in a day to consume this amount of booze, let alone cope with its effects, is mind boggling, although quite obviously it helps enormously NOT to have a job or contribute anything to society except children who can increase your benefits.

There is no end to the shite that's published, but I cannot be bothered to trawl further.

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Sunday 19 July 2015

19.7.15 Amazon - Save Four Pence!


Amazon - Worst "Offer" of the year so far: £0.04 Saving

What makes this even more of a joke is that it's under Lightning Deals!

Airfix Quick Build Messerschmitt Desert Model Kit

by Airfix


RRP:£9.99
Price:£9.95 FREE Delivery in the UK on orders over £20. Details
You Save:£0.04

In stock.
Dispatched from and sold by Amazon. Gift-wrap available.

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19.7.15 Super? - Superfluous!




A worrying trend is emerging on our televisions.  In recent years, the obsession with programme makers has been to include the word Great in as many titles as possible.  Alongside this desire was an equal amount of effort spent on including wherever possible the word British.  In a number of cases, the two were combined to annoy the cunting fuck out of any sane viewer, and reader of TV listings.  The emerging trend I mentioned relates to what may be an effort to supersede these two words with a new one - Super.

To demonstrate this irksome phenomenon, I will simply note a few of the programme titles from this wee's listing.

The most recent newcomer, until this week, was The Supervet - Channel 4. We have long been used to numerous airings on Channel 5 of SuperCasino. Now we have some more.

SuperScrimpers - Channel 4 rubbish

Supernatural - Channel 4 rubbish

Superfoods: The Real Story - Channel 4 again

Supershoppers - Channel 4 provided further rubbish

87 Stone: Fat Chance of Work - SuperSized - Channel 5, as if there were any doubt

Animal Super Parents - BBC1

The Super League Show - BBC1

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Wednesday 15 July 2015

15.7.15 Packing Bollocks


In the Daily Mail today, there is a feature that purports to be newsworthy, prepared by Sarah Rainey.  She relays how "packing expert" Julia Hudson can help us all make the most of space when packing our hand luggage cases ahead of a holiday.  The content is 80% laughable.  Here are a few observations, quoting from the article, by the sections used.




Choosing a Suitable Suitcase

When it comes to size, cabin bags range from 55 x 40 x 20cm (easyJet, Ryanair. Thomas Cook) to 56 x 45 x 25cm (British Airways, Jet2, Iberia), so always check the airline first.

Er, thanks for that sterling advice, whichever one of you thought we ought to "check".  If either of you had actually checked, you would have found that, for example, easyJet measurements are in fact 56 x 45 x 25cm.  Hypocrites!

"I've been caught out before, and the fine for checking in your hand luggage can be up to £45," says Julia.

So you are not really any sort of expert, or someone we ought to take advice from, then!

I opted for the Marks & Spencer Scorpion case (£89).  This has a capacity of 40 litres, weighs under 3 kilos and measures 55 x 35 x 23cm, making it small enough for even the strictest airline.

No you stupid arse - it does NOT.  You have actually confirmed already that Ryanair's maximum thickness is 20cm, so this stupidly overpriced case is NOT small enough for "even the strictest airline" is it?

Stick to the List

Before you start rifling through your wardrobe, make a list of everything you need, how many of each item you want to take and what you have to buy or re-stock.

Earth-shattering advice.  What about "buy a cunting pad and pen to make a list", or "always book your holiday as a first step to going away", eh?

"For things like toiletries, which you'll be using up until you travel, note these on a post-it so you don't go without them."

Thanks, Julia, for nothing at all, and thanks, Sarah, for allowing enough space to include such a pathetic piece of information.

Don't Overdo Underwear

Most people over-estimate how many bras and pants they will need, filling up entire inner pockets in their case with them.  Do they really?

"Underwear doesn't need its own section in a suitcase," stresses Julia.  I though she was trying to take the stress out of packing?

You'll need one pair of pants for each day of the holiday.  This is comedy stuff, indeed.  WTCF? *

Julia recommends stuffing pants inside shoes, while bras can be twisted, so one cup slides inside the other.  I'll ignore the obvious joke about getting stuffed, and even though I don't wear one, I would need a lobotomy to leave me needing advice on how to pack a bra!

Shrink Your Make-up Essentials

You can pick up miniatures of most toiletries - shampoo, shower gel, toothpaste, deodorant and wipes - at Boots, for between 99p and £1.99.  "Wow, what will they think of next," said I, from my hermit's cave.

Untangle Your Electricals

Phone and camera chargers can create a terrible tangle and take up more room than necessary.  Really?

"And don't forget to pack a plug adapter for the country you're travelling to."  Twat/Yawn.

Don't Forget Those Essential Basics

Julia advises keeping your travel documents in a large wallet which you can simply carry on to the plane.  "I keep everything in mine - credit cards, holiday insurance, boarding pass and money," she says.

So everything together, then.  Let's hope you don't lose it, or have it stolen, Julia.  Happy holiday.



* What The Cunting Fuck?

Friday 3 July 2015

3.7.15 June - Quotes & Exchanges




You don't expect to go on holiday and end up dead, do you?  [Debs]

I am the Baldrick to your Black Adder.  [Debs, to TMWSC]

You haven't beat The Cube.  [Phillip Schofield, failing to speak English!]

I wanted it tight and got it tight so I didn't have to screw.  [TMWSC during DIY]

Give it a few years and there'll be speedboats, and the things behind where people hang on.  [Steve, referring to water skiing]

She makes Julie Walters look like an acrobat.  [TMWSC regarding the stumbling Debs]

She is a kamikaze English user.  [TMWSC, regarding Debs and her ability to open her gob and put her foot in it]



Odd Exchanges

Mrs MWSC:  What does fried milk consist of?
TMWSC:       Milk!


Debs:       Get off!  Stop licking my gravy browning!
TMWSC:  Is that what you call it?


Debs:       Where do they come from?
TMWSC:  Beelzebub's bottom.

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