French Cunts

I have just read a post on some french cunts blog.

I could put up with the opinion of this cheese eating surrender monkey if it wasn't for the fact that they [the whole nation of them] were not cheese eating surrender monkeys.

Although it was well before I had the opportunity to vote in the matter, this "horse eater's" government had already decided that they didn't want the Brits as a part of Europe. Well, if we were to have the same vote again, I think that most of us would agree with old big nose Charles de Gaulle that we shouldn't have anything to do with them, or them with us.

Different language, different culture, different everything. Leave them to it.

Sadly, now that the horse eating countries are only two hours away, the off-spring of the surrenderers seem to think that they can comment upon our internal politics. They cannot.

Hey, Francois, the Boche are coming, run away! [again].

Like the old saying goes, third time lucky! in this day and age, the Brits won't come and bail you out again.