Week 16 winner

Two fuckwits stood out among the many fuckwit performances this week. 

Firstly, to the Chad runner-up, Peter "Golden" Slipper.  Where do you start with this arsehole?  Not only is he a fucking turn-coat who likes to dress up as a fucking ponce in Parliament, but it turns out the prick also likes to take a regular ride on the marmite motorway with his male advisers - wonder if his wife knew this when she married the sick fuck?  Order, will the member for Fisher please bend over.  Throw in in the fact that the cunt loves to pay for a taxi, even when he isn't catching one, adds up to the awarding of the Eugene to this sleazbag.   

So now to the winner of this week's Chad - Mathew Newton.  The win should come as no surprise to anyone.  He is a past winner of the award and a genuine superstar in the fuckwit stakes.  He is the Black Caviar of the Chad, a complete fuckwit who just keeps on getting better and better as time goes on.  While other fuckwits come and go, like cocks in Bingle's gob, Matty Newton lifts his game to a whole new level. The dust had barely settled on his superb efforts in a Miami nightclub which saw him charged with various offences, when the dickhead spat at and then punched a hotel concierge all because his fucking mobile phone dropped out.  Poor, Matty - did you get cut off from your coke dealer?  All this was caught on camera and will surely take home first prize in this year's Funniest Home Video.  It was bloody hilarious to see the fucker barefoot and in a pair of tracky dacks, lying down on the floor next to his victim.  And even funnier when he got arrested.  Surely, Matty can't avoid time in the slammer this time.  Big Bubba awaits.  Obviously, dad Bert has sold his merkin to pay for court costs because when old Moonface appeared on camera soon after his son's arrest, his mostly bald head looked like it was sprouting a fucking weed on top -  a fair dinkum dick with ears. Matty's supporters will no doubt say he has an illness.  He has an illness alright - it's called punchy-fucking-itis.  When things don't go his way, Matty loves to sort things out with his dukes, but only with females, 60 year-old taxi drivers, and defenceless hotel workers.  Funny,  I have never heard of Matty thumping any blokes in his own weight and age division.  Oh, but he has an illness.  Yeah, right, an illness that only raises it's head when the person he is belting his weaker than himself.  A selected fucking illness.  So one can only hope all this bulllshit stops and he is shown for what he really is - a spoilt little rich cowardly cunt who goes the knuckle when he doesn't get his own way.  So Matty, please accept another Chad Medal, maybe you can do a Cher and put one of your medals on E-bay to raise some cash to pay for your upcoming court cases.