What the fuckety fucking fuck is this infantile crap all about? These, believe it or not are the proposed 'mascots.' for our much anticipated ( by the tosser Coe, at least), London Olympics. The country is on it's knees and we are wasting billions on two weeks of 'compulsory games,' to show the world how good we are at coming fourth. Does it not make your heart swell with pride to see these representations of all that is best in this country. The names too, are the wet dreams of a failed ad man.
Handjob and Mandelson Oh, sorry, Wenlock and Mandeville. Is this La La land crap the best we can come up with in this country? A bunch of primary school kids could have done better. What do they say about us to other countries? What sort of athletic or sporting connotations do they convey? What they do advertise is the tawdry, talentless, tat obsessed, reality-show mentality that has become the norm. I have no doubt that some 'creative consultants, brand makers and ad agencies' will have creamed off millions of our money to put together this pair of refugees from a nursery of nightmares. It strikes me, a lot, if not all the parasites employed in these 'jobs' are devoid of all talent and intelligence and would be better employed as PCSOs. Can we afford all this profligacy when we are staggering under the huge burden of debt, bequeathed us by the Scottish snot gobbler and his acolytes? I've just had a thought, the two little bags of shite have only got one eye. You don't think the tartan twat himself dreamed the fuckers up while he was barricaded in No 10, do you? Anyhow let them as want it pay for it! It is too much to pay just to keep Coe and the rest of the gravy trainers in champers. Get rid of these fucking joke additions to the Telly Tubbies. Let's have something WE can relate to and have pride in. By the way the blue one is in need of a Brazilian.(Much like Lord Fondlebum of Boy I suppose).
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