I think, of the current crop of rag bastards, McTwatface is the one I hate the most, though he certainly has some serious competition.
They are having a recruitment drive even as we speak. The criteria is:
1) Are you an obnoxious prick who puts personal glory above team work?
2). Are you the sort of spineless cnut who would render an opponent unconscious
before he's even aware of your existence?
3) If an adult male offered you out would you soil your underwear, cry, and
run off home to get your big brother?
4). Are you so plastic that every night your mum has to physically dismantle you
before putting all your pieces into bed?
5). Are you the sort of disagreeable bastard who could come to blows with your
own silhouette - and STILL take a pounding?
6). Did you only become a footballer because you failed the IQ test to become a waste paper basket?
If you answered 'yes' to even one of the above, send your completed application form to:
Clueless-Cuntz Ltd, Body Odour house, Braindead Boulevard, Trafford.