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"I love and treasure individuals as I meet them; I loathe and despise the groups they identify with and belong to..."
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We have been described in many ways. A motley crew. A disturbed group of individuals. A Most Wanted list of moaning, whinging little fuckers that live only to call you vicious names. Or, 'that bunch of cunts'. Me? I call them my family... Name Nothing pisses me off more than Ainsley Harriot. People that say, ‘oh, I listen to anything,‘ but if you go any further than Britney Spears and some shitty R’n’B, they are completely clueless. People who claim they can speak Elvish, like it’s a fucking language. People that say, ‘that’s funny’, instead of FUCKING LAUGHING… oh, just don’t get me started. I’m sure I’ll eventually cover it all. The most vile, despicable, and downright fecking hilarious thing I have EVER done is... Well. I once stole my Nanna’s wheelchair. And when she suggested that I should give it back, I in turn suggested that she should CHASE me and get it back herself. That was pretty bad. Person I would most willingly peel the skin from and plunge into a vat of salt: Another long list I couldn’t cover in one hit, including Russell Brand (pretentious mouthy cocksucker), Ainsley Harriot. Trinny & Suzanna (two women, giving fashion advice, looking like an explosion in a charity shop. FUCK them), the cast of Sex and The City or anything even remotely similar to it, 50 Cent (useless corporate shill, if he says the word ‘club’ in a song one more time, I am going to hunt him down WITH a fucking club and beat his ass till his brain leaks out of his goddamn ears) and Raymond. I don’t love Raymond. Raymond is a cunt. I started this website because I am sick of people who ask, ‘are you okay?’. It is not my fault that I have a face like a basset hound. And why the fuck are you asking anyway? Are you going to cheer me up with a lively jig? What are you going to say if I say, ‘No, actually. I think that I may have killed a hooker last night.’ Stop trying to soothe your own precious little karmic scale, you fucking sycophant. So from here on, I’ll just direct them to this website. Job’s a good’un. |
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Name:- Joe ‘The Fuhrer’ Merrick The most vile, despicable, and downright fecking hilarious thing I have EVER done is:- I once wiped my ass with a teabag, and then proceeded to brew it in a cuppa for when my asshole uncle came to visit. I don’t think even Yorkshire Tea tastes that robust. Person I would most willingly peel the skin from and plunge into a vat of salt:- David Tennant. Mainly because people seem to respect this guy as a credible actor, despite the fact that, even though he’s playing a character with a time machine who runs from hovering toilets, still manages to look over the top. Truth be told, I’d like to torture everyone involved with that craphole show. Especially the writer Russel T. Davies. Oh, you managed to allude to the Doctor looking like Jesus. Again. How fucking original. A wise man once told me, ‘A person’s worst flaws are usually also their best qualities’. Though I must say, I don’t think many people appreciate high cholesterol and casual racism. |
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Name:- Peebz I basically think I was born to be a whiney cunt, and aim to make everyone feel more miserable than I do. I'm also looking forward to the day that the headlines scream "Jade Goody Dies"" That is all. |
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Name: Oh wait, that's not me, that's Jay-Z. I don't know why I always get me and him confused. Yeah my names Joe I'm from Swindon, Wilts and quite frankly I have never been swallowed by the hood, nor have I ever been followed by any type of bullet...ever. Fingers crossed for the future though. |
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Name Andariel Halo Oh, the reason why it was "completely his fault" that I shot my friend in the head was because his dumb ass loaded up a BB gun one night to hunt down a raccoon in his backyard. He left the gun beside the couch, still loaded. Next day, we're off to go to the movies. He's collecting his CD's from the home theater system. I pick up the gun and play with it, aim it at his head and fire. He suddenly jerks and I'm like "hah, pussy" then he starts going "AAARGH" and I'm like "wtf?" and he's like "you shot me!" and I realized it was loaded. That was great. |
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Name Sean Johnston Nothing pisses me off more than pretentious arseholes. Especially celebrities, and in fact any people who describe themselves as 'down to earth' or 'I like to have fun'. Who the fuck doesn't like to have fun? Well, except us lot, anyway. Also anyone who does any of this bullshit charity work, fine, Victoria Beckham wants to help people in other countries so she goes over there and does a programme about it. SHE HAS TENS IF NOT HUNDREDS OF MILLIONS, just donate some of your money you worthless whore, or wouldn't you be able to afford your $100,000 watches and dresses and shit, then? Fuck it, I'll probably deal with celebrities in general in a rant at some point. The most vile, despicable, and downright fecking hilarious thing I have EVER done is Actually, in the same vein as Andariel, I shot my friend in the eye with a BB gun. More my fault than anything but whatever, the gun was faulty. Jesus Christ that was funny. No, but he's alright though. Person I would most willingly peel the skin from and plunge into a vat of salt: Any and all 'Emo' people. Especially the ones with sympathy cuts along their arms. Look, there are only two possible reasons that your arm is covered in scars: 1) Because you tried to kill yourself and failed, in which case cut a little deeper next time you goddamn failure, or 2) they're sympathy cuts, in which case... well, cut a little deeper next time you fucking idiot. Remember kids, up the road, not across the street. A lot of people used to say I look depressed and would constantly badger me to "Smile more!" Well, maybe if you were actually fucking funny or interesting then I might have something to smile about you goddamn cunts. |
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Name Paul Griffiths-Parry |
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Name Snish I've spent the last three years putting myself into ridiculous amounts of debt only to decide that I can't be arsed to go into the real world just yet. Unfortunately for me, this means I have to spend more time working in the most ridiculous place in the world, where the 80 staff have convinced themselves they're actually members of the casts of Skins and Hollyoaks and so create obscene amounts of drama for no reason other than boredom. I just grab a spoon and give it a good ol' stir. |
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