My 2p
Alan Carr: Fuck off and die under burning plastic, you annoying, whiny histrionic cunt.

Ant & Dec: You're not the new Morcambe and Wise, or the Two Ronnies for that matter, you're just cunts with too much media exposure.

Peaches Geldof & Fearne Cotton: FUCK OFF!

Joe Pasquale: Someone cut-out his vocal cords, ASAP.

William Hague: "Smug" made flesh. No wonder he used to work for Andersen Consulting - a well-known shower of cunts.

Gary Stringer [Reef]: JUST...FUCK...OFF.

Pete Doherty: Just hurry up and get your inevitable squalid drugs-overdose done with, please...

Jan Moir: Poisonous Professional Homophobe. I hope you contract Ebola. HIV is too good for you.

The Gallagher Brothers: Two fucking hyper inflated egos', not befitting from Beatles copyists.

Bono: Santimonious Cunt.

Nick Griffin: Simply Does Not Deserve To Live.

Paris Hilton / Victoria Beckham / Colleen Rooney / Cheryl Cole / Etc: Intellect Vaccuums who should go on a sponsored oxygen starvation diet for the good of the world.


And finally Bawling Chav Cunts who delight in playing shit R'n'B off their telephones in public, the should all be rounded up & forceably repatriated to an Island previously used for Anthrax testing...
(caescarna Hell's Roomba, Fri 5 Feb 2010, 13:23, 4 replies)

Here, have 1p back.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Fri 5 Feb 2010, 13:52, closed)

Ha
I once heard Gary Stringer (whilst coming out of a dressing room next to his) tell another member of that band:

"If you've run out of bog roll, just jump in the shower. Always take a shite before you shower."
(dchurch bah, Fri 5 Feb 2010, 14:05, closed)

Gary Stringer seemed like a nice chap to me when I met him.

( jim_bob can herd cats., Fri 5 Feb 2010, 14:10, closed)

I bumped into a bloke looking suspiciously like Gary Stringer who was leaving a pub in Staines, as I was entering.

"Are you Gary Stringer, from Reef?" I asked...

Turns out he wasn't, otherwise he would have got "Cos your band's shit!" in reply.

He's one of the worst vocalists I've ever heard, mixing the accent of scrumpy-struck South-Westerner with the vocal talent of a Terrier with terminal Throat Cancer...
(caescarna Hell's Roomba, Fri 5 Feb 2010, 15:44, closed)