This headline appeared on the Mirror website:

And if you think this is some kind of Chris Morris Brass Eye article it REALLY was on the Mirror site!

I don't know whether to laugh or cry at the stupidity of the article or the gullibility of the kids themselves.

"You have a friend request from Chicken Nugget", I'd be wondering why a shitty food item was trying to be friends, wouldn't you?

In fact, are these kids even old enough to be on Social Media?  The article says "Primary school kids", which suggests they are under the age of 14 which they have to be.

The article goes on to state that one secondary school girl had a friend request from a ROAD outside the school itself!

Who on earth would accept a friend request from someone purporting to be a road?! Jesus.

Maybe the new generation just accept friend requests from everyone, and seemingly every thing?  I can't believe the chicken nuggets weren't doing that stupid fish pouty thing though.

Awful news rag "The Scum" sorry "Sun" ran this story over the weekend:

Paul Hollywood, he of Great British Bake Off stuns pub drinkers after turning up dressed in full Nazi gear.


Now, two things immediately stand out for me with this story.  Actually, make that 3:

  1. Just where are these stunned pub drinkers?  There's nobody else in the picture apart from his mate.
  2. Paul Hollywood looks a bit older and fatter now, as we all do.
  3. This is the killer shot - There's a fucking ash tray avec fags on the pub bar which suggests this picture was taken before July 2007 when the smoking ban was introduced in the UK.

Ah, eagle eyed eh?  Correct, I've got eyes like a shithouse rat, me.

So, going back to point 3 then, let's talk.

It turns out this picture was taken in 2003, at an 'Allo 'Allo themed party.

Hardly the same as making out the baker-boy is a full on Nazi!  And let's delve a bit deeper into this, when was the last time an actual Nazi / Neo-Nazi really went out dressed in 1940's Nazi uniform?  Not that common really is it?  I don't even know where one would even get such a uniform from these days, maybe "Stollen from Ivor"?  :)

I wonder who went dressed as Helga.

Are these rags really so desperate for stories they're willing to go back and search through historical pictures and try to apply a different theme to it?

Absolute dicks, I hope they get a Reich pasting.

Filth rag The Sun had this as their front page following the London Bridge attack on Saturday night:

What the fuck has this utter shitehawk supposedly wearing an Arsenal shirt got to do with anything?

The guy was involved in an atrocity that killed and injuries dozens of people, why would you bring any football club into it.

As time goes on I really, really have taken a disliking to this horrible paper.

Not specifically a red top this time, although I guess it is, of sorts.

The following appeared on MSN and is from the Mirror:

This is the headline.  Richard Hammond has a backstage bustup with Steve Coogan at the GQ awards.

But then when you read the article, it opens with:

Richard Hammond ALMOST came to blows.  Almost?  So he didn't hit anyone then?

Nope, nobody was hit at all at the GQ awards.  

Apparently there is a long running feud between the pair - neither of which are particularly manly are they?

Imagine a fight between them two!  One's a midget raspberry ripple and the other's a wet gimp.  

So, with tensions running high, what really happened?

How on earth do they get away with the headline claiming there was a bustup where what really what it amounted to was 2 men giving each other daggers like a pair of stupid teenagers.
The dicks.

Bullshit vehicle The Mirror ran with this terrible headline:

So fucking what?

Zoe Ball split with Norman over a year ago, she had a new boyfriend.  Why on earth should he be castigated by the Rags because he played a gig just after a man who was dipping his wick in his ex wife has died?

How is this a story?

The only way it could possibly be a story is if Norman TOOK the gig from the dead man himself, which clearly he didn't.

What an absolute load of tosh.