The Shite Stripes, Queef (or Queefs of the Stone Age), Various Fartists, The Jim, She Who, The Grateful Bead, Johnny Rash, Take Shat (or Take Twat), Rape Against the Machine, Nine Young Cannibals, The Curd, Nice Inch Nails, Pubic Enemy, Fool, Blue Oyster Cunt.

I've been off since 18th December and have no wish to return. I want to continue to eat cheese, chutney, and crackers at home whilst playing Atomfall. Wage-paying Bastards.

He's a clown, so I'm going with clown shoes.

Have these fuckwits read the bible? It's chock-full of awful shit I wouldn't want my kid to think about. Objecting for religious reasons is utter bullshit.

More money than sense if you buy one of these death skips. Comedy fall-apart clown cars.

Calm down, Hitler.

Three incidences of childish behaviour a decade ago won't make you good or bad.

He's a complete cunt of a human. Utterly deplorable gobshite who thinks he's god's gift.

I don't care enough to hate him, but I dislike him because:

1. He takes credit for the skills of others.
2. He pretends to be an expert on topics he clearly knows little about.
3. He's a scumbag fascist.

People misspelling 'woman' annoys the hell out of me. It's literally 'man' prefixed by 'wo'. I don't know what bizarre process could lead to using 'women' instead. And it's nearly always these Andrew-Tate-loving pound shop alphas.

Why did the blind man fall in the well? Because he couldn't see that well.

The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald in my ass.