Category: Rant

Which school?

Many of you know which school I went to and why I hated it. I actually got in touch with my old primary school before I started the Walk to see if they’d be interested in getting the kids involved. Sadly, they didn’t respond but my mum asked why I didnn’t contact the RGS and ask them as well.

Simple. If they picked up on it, they’d use it as advertising. I was doing something good and worthwhile. I don’t want that associated with the RGS.

The day I get arrested for armed robbery, while high on coke and with a dead, eviscerated, buggered nun in my car is the day I want the newspapers to mention in every column that I used to go to that shithole.

Good riddance you pathetic pieces of thieving ****

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Look at these faces. Would you let your daughter date a fuckwit who looked like that? I know if one put his arm around my child, he’s rapidly find it broken. They look like scum, don’t they? The kind of ******* who sit on street corners and annoy grandmothers, spit on Goths and smash up bus stops.

They’re also the kind of ***** who steal cars, get chased by the police then drive the wrong way up motorways to escape, ending in crashes which kill innocent people. These three are dead. And the one who survived and is being treated for injuries, I hope you’re crippled for life. Filth like you doesn’t deserve any better.

Scum and Filth
Scum and Filth

To the family of Mr and Mrs Stafford, the elderly couple that these ******** killed, I have nothing but the deepest sympathy. To the families of the ******* who did it, rest easy in the knowledge that at least they won’t be a burden to you any more. You’re better off without them.

The only disappointing thing is that only three of them bought the farm. I will cross my fingers and hope that at the very least they died screaming and in agony over the course of minutes or hours and not seconds.

Christopher Beresford, Sam Case and Lee Maggs – good ******* riddance. If I believed in Hell, I’d hope you were burning in it.

Sorry, mate. No footie shirts. Unless you’re stinking rich

This about sums up the attitude of nightclubs in the UK and partly explains why I ******* hate the places. It’s a step up from the usual “no jeans, no football shirts, no trainers… unless you’re a fit woman” bullshit that has never made any sense to me.

Yes, folks. It’s OK to wear a football shirt to a nightclub… as long as you’re rich as **** and own the club. Because rich people are better than you. Doesn’t it just suck to be an ordinary poor person?

How long have I been saying this? And more…

The education seretary has said that kids should be able to play rough instead of being wrapped in cotton wool and overprotected. I’ve been ranting about this for years. Kids nowadays are far too weak, unable to fight of disease and increasingly overweight. A lot of this is down to them not being able to play outdoors properly.

They’re not allowed to throw snowballs at school in case they get hurt and someone sues; they can’t play in the mud outside in case they catch a disease (how the **** else are they meant to develop an immune system?); playgrounds have climbing frames removed in case the little dears hurt themselves.

At last a politician who may have a modicum of common sense. He’s ******, then.

In music news, Metallica announce producer of new album and another claim that they’re going to go back to the old days for something cool and fan-friendly. What a load of horse-cock. St Anger was supposed to be a return to the old days and it was simply one of the worst albums I have ever heard in my life ever. Complete amateurish fuckshite. Worse than severe pain. I laughed when I firt heard it. Out loud. And I’d really wanted to like it.

Now they’ve hired back Rick Rubin in the vain hope they can emulate the old Master of Puppets days. Good luck, you *****. You’ll need it. The one thing they seem to have forgotten is it’s not the producer’s job to write the songs. The god-awful piece of horse-***** that was St Anger was Metallica’s fault, not Bob Rock’s. Though the man’s a commercialism-seeking fuckwit as well. If it wasn’t for him they might not have sunk to the depths of the “black” album and still be doing decent stuff.