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F-f-f-fuck off-f-f-f-f Ed B-b-balls, no cares about your st-st-stamm-mer, you utter c-c-c-cunny.

So Ed Has a stammer, well so fucking what. Lots of people have stammers, they get on with it rather than bleating on about it.

Ed a house flipping, expenses fiddling champagne socialist along with his dog of a wife. A chap who threatens cuts and has his offices done up.

A cunt who sees 1984 not as a warning but as a ficking New Labour guidebook, as he plans for CCTV cameras in peoples homes.

A daft temperamental cunt who throws a strop when questioned by The Spectator.

As I stated before, Ed Balls is a sure sign that some gene pools have been allowed to stagnate and interbreed far to much.
A chinless New Labour wonder that shows that in some parts of the country inbreeding is still a major lifestyle choice.


A fuckwit that sees nothing wrong with using a car to take him 150 yards.

The sort of fuckwit that utters the words so what.


A fuckwit who dressed up like a nazi.

A fuckwit who stated that lessons had been learned after the death of Baby P and then was proven wrong.



In the words of Devil's Kitchen:
Ed Balls: this man is an unmitigated cunt. And not the good type of cunt, the kind that attractive ladies have between their legs. Oh, no. This man is the worst cunt in the world—a diseased, unkempt, unwashed, scabby, Polly Toynbee cunt, with big pointy fucking teeth. The cunt.
F-f-f-f-fuck off Ed, just f-f-f-f-f-f-fuck off and d-d-d-d-die.

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banned said...

Sympathy for herr Balls, I should bloody cocoa.