
No. Trump did. Next question.
Mostly made of meat.

No. Trump did. Next question.


Oh hang on, I’ve found some under the couch. Brexit, when the UK left the European Union, was a pointless act of economic, social, and security self -harm, with even the most ardent proponents ultimately admitting that it would take years to just get back to where we started. The negative effects are still being felt 10 years later and the country is still divided about it. Despite all this, the ringleader and his political party has a reasonable chance of actually becoming government, showing just how fucking stupid people here are.


Sorry, I’ve run out of words. Just typing this is using up the few remaining words I have. I would explain more, but there really are no more words available to me. Sorry.


I’ve got one word for you: Brexit.


Start drinking good beer. Cook some nice meals. Don’t be afraid to treat yourself to nice things.


Nothing yet from the spineless bootlickers.


Yeah, the demented pedo doesn’t give a fuck, but you would have thought that other world leaders might make little peeping noises of disapproval or something.


Is that not genocide?


Stop buying your whisky from dodgy people round the back of stables.


Who knows? Who cares really. He’s so far behind parody that this one seems too rational to be real.


Die, you horrible fucker.
They have to avoid running someone over, so in effect they have to give way. In the UK, a pedestrian wanting to cross the road at a turning has priority (right of way) over cars turning into the road, but most car owners either don’t know or don’t care, and rarely stop.


Capitalism! Fuck yeah!


And facts. They are very good at sounding confident though.


Yes. Have you read the testimonials?


So presumably a single cupf is the equivalent of 0.075g of whole-egg miyoBiuiK.


Why use a simple random sequence when you can help set fire to the planet and generate a useless password at the same time?


They realise that it’s a satire site, right?


Nuclear bombs, landing on the moon, for two.
It’s a death cult.