Saturday, January 17, 2015

Arsene Wenger: The Cuntabulous Cuntologist Who Has Cunted Up Every Cunting Thing On Earth

I write this missive at 02:39 in the blessed morning from the United States of America whilst watching "La Nozze di Figaro." By choice? Eh. I suppose.

I am in love with a girl from Manchester whose mother is a Citeh supporter.

How do you suppose THAT feels?

I'm sick of Arsene Wenger. I'm just fucking tired of him and his act. Why am I writing that now? Because I'm watching a Mozart opera and it's just pissing me the fuck off because Mozart was a genius who became a cunt.

Genius? Sure. Cunt? Undeniably.

Fuck you, Wenger. Fuck you for not buying the players the club needs. Fuck you and your shite tactics. Fuck you for your massive, unending, all-encompassing ego. Christ, fuck you, really.

Why have you not bought a defender?

"Well we are looking for a player but he must be the right player at the right price and must be exactly correctly suited for playing within our system and he must be super super quality and he must be technically sound but he must be the right player because so many teams are in the market and it is not easy and I am a genius and spirit quality determination a little bit handbrake and I thought we were a little bit jaded and I did not see it and this is FIFA/Uefa's fault and we will appeal the suspension and perhaps you know more than I know but I have been managing since before I was born and..."

Christ would you shut the fuck up and get the fucking job done?

My future mother-in-law is going to give me so much shit on Sunday.

Because Mozart Wenger, the genius, has morphed into a cunt. A big stupid ego-driven cunt who can't do anything because he's obsessed with himself and won't change or be even the least bit flexible.

Who here actually thought that Wenger was going to do something different? I hope nobody. Because if you did, I have an e-mail from a Nigerian prince that I'd like to forward to you.

"Dear Friend, I am a football manager in England and I promise you that I will properly manage the Arsenal Football Club's transfer business if you will simply forward me three diminutive attacking midfielders..."

I'm so sick of it.

Cunt off to France and stop cunting up my football club!

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