Ding bastard dong!
The T.V. bastards are getting the wife ready for her bloody Christmas broadcast on the B.B.bleeding C!
The bastard-palace is full of foreign bleeders of every bloody colour, sex and sexuality.
A slitty eyed tart with a clipboard was upset when I told her to bog off back to Chinky China.
What's wrong with the bloody peasants these days?
Time was that you could take a shotgun to the bastards.
And that bastard Robert Mugabe won't be getting a bloody Christmas card this year!
Oh stuff it!
I've had enough of showing off my feminine side to these lentil munching puffs and lezzo's.
They can all sod-off back to the jungle and leave us to a traditional white Christmas.