No Bannatyne Day

or

“Up yours smoking”

Today is world no smoking day, which I suppose means that the other 364 are smoking days!  Oh, happy days. I suppose that smokers ought to be grateful that this organised 24 hr protest against smokers is only for one miserable day in a calendar year

This most miserable creature pictured has got to be one of the most miserable reptiles ever put on this planet-in case you are not sure, this is Duncan Bannatyne, ex 30 a day man who now whines at the merest sniff of smoke-yet is happy to be chauffeured around in a dirty great big ‘gas guzzler’!

In 2008 this scraggy faced Scotsman went off to Africa to find out why children as young as 11 were smoking and trying to make a meagre living selling tobacco. To my mind he needn’t have bothered going all that way. He could have nipped into parts of London or visited the St Mathews Estate in Leicester-plenty of the aforementioned doing exactly the same there! Mind you “Bannatyne goes to darkest Leicester” doesn’t quite have the same appeal I suppose!

In January, 2009 and now in the public eye as an anti-tobacco fanatic/lunatic (take your pick) he hit the headlines again, but not for the reason most fathers would want! This loathsome creature had cut off his daughters £400 per month allowance ‘because he smelled smoke in her bedroom’. Wowee! It was immediately obvious to the entire world that the mad haggis-waffler was not of the principle of freedom of choice! But it didn’t seem to faze him one iota; he might have £300+ million floating about thanks to his entrepreneurial skills but his daughters are not allowed to do their own thing!

How hypocritical can you be I wonder?

It also transpires that on the day that snippet hit the news was also the day he was unveiled as an ambassador for the anti-smoking charity QUIT whose chief executive Steve Crone said: ‘It’s great to have him on board. He’s passionate about protecting children and young people from the harm caused by tobacco.’

I would actually beg to differ with Mr. Crone insomuch that he is only passionate about eradicating cigarettes as he knows he has a weakness for them! Boohoo, I can’t have one so nobody else should. What a pathetic specimen of humanity.

(“Och noo, ah dinny want ma feckin’fee in fags ya bastard!”)

In October of 2009 this raving pillock burst into the media again with his determination of the smoking ban law:

I’ll only be happy if smoking is banned. We should no longer tolerate the minority threatening the lives of the majority

At last, this self-hating ex-smoker has said what he really wants – help to erase the memory of waking up at 6 am every morning and reaching for a fag. That help has been determined as ‘if I can’t see them around me then I can’t want one’. With his miserable attitude, he might as well return to Clydebank and drown himself in the Clyde!

Of course, with no smoking day already upon us in 2011 I suppose we shall have the Welsh anti-tobacco crusaders parading ‘Dear Duncan’ around for all to see and we shall have to put up with his non-stop tirading, about how HE was once a SMOKER blah, blah.

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(I’ll get ya, ya Sassenach bastards!)

It’s a shame that I can’t be with him that day to ask him how many smokers use his somewhat expensive facilities to keep fit, as it’s a well known fact that smokers, who smoke no more, put weight on!