It use to be the ugly American now it is the mug Aussie. The more I travel overseas the less surprised I am to see loud mouthed Aussie yobos carrying on like idiots.
Category Archives: Social Commentator
Bernard Keane found a live grenade in his underpants & sh*t himself!
There is only one name for Bernard Keane, fruitcake Charlie. What a piece of waffling tedious rant from a broken leftwing flapping in the breeze of socialism gone mad with no end in sight other than a hatred for those who seek too protect their country from deadbeats like Bernard Keane. He’s an arsehole from Dapto!
Iggy Azalea, a dumb broad from the boondocks!
Iggy Azalea is some dumb broad from the boondocks who couldn’t judge a flea jumping contest on mangy dog’s ass. Where do these fruitcakes get off slobbering and spluttering on national TV over an equally dumb band of misfits who make out they can sing or dance. The whole show seems geared for a hometown reunion of a gang of spazos recently paroled from a jukebox asylum.
Mundine wont stand up, let him sit, the pansy!
Anthony Mundine wont stand for the National Anthem. Take his passport away, deport him. Send him to Macquarie Island with the penguins.
Turnbull turned Turncoat!
Malcolm Turnbull is paralysed; get up and do something. Run the plebiscite so the majority can get rid of these same sex jerks. Repeal s18C of the Racial Discrimination Act. Cut welfare back.
Rudd the wonder dog to get top UN billing!
What a cock and bull story Rudd has come up with. The dirty rat couldn’t run a pie cart on Melbourne Cup day.
Annastacia Palaszczuk, had a enough & returning to Poland!
Annastacia Palaszczuk, what a dozy. She couldn’t run a pie cart at Flemington on Melbourne Cup day. Stop One Nation she says. The Labor member for Herbert was elected on One Nation preferences at the last election. The Labor party has systematically destroyed the Australian way of life by fostering and promoting every deadbeat and anti-Aussie cause or agitator they can find or rustle up. Vote Pauline to rid the place of drongo Labor.
Anthony Mundine, to learn Abo clapsticks for Grand Final.
Anthony Mundine, what can we do with him? Tie him to the mast and then flog him. Keelhaul him till he’s saner. Shave his belly with a rusty razor. Give ‘im a hair of the dog that bit him. Put him in the bilge and make him drink it.
Waleed Aly a wolf in sheep’s clothing.
Believe it or not but I was reading the Koran the other night for something to do when I came across this verse: Koran (3:28) – This verse tells Muslims not to take those outside the faith as friends, unless it is to “guard themselves” against danger, meaning that there are times when a Muslim should appear friendly to non-Muslims, even though they should not feel that way. Muslims are permitted to lie under certain circumstances, known as taqiyya to advance the cause of Islam – by gaining the trust of non-believers in order to draw out their vulnerability and defeat them. I then asked myself, who does that remind me of? Voila, Waleed Aly. Capiche
Clementine Ford, the pissant!
Clementine Ford is just another dumb broad with a chip on her shoulder arising out of some form of rejection in her childhood, just another variation on the Germaine Greer theme. What is regrettable is that society gives such deadbeats a platform from which to defame, ridicule and humiliate descent people and men in particular. Of course she is painting her self into a corner. In the end she’ll have nowhere to go other than to spend her old age with some equally damaged fruitcake of a lesbian but who cares.
Paul Dillon Commentator and Author 