Miserable Bastard, Scheming Bitch, Daft Prick Among Plane Crash Casualties

In perusing the accolades for victims of airline tragedy, its easy to wonder why it inordinately claims only the best and brightest of our society: scholars, pacifists, humanitarians, mediators, scientists, animal lovers, volunteers, mentors, and cruciverbalists.

It’s with a sense of relief then that we can happily report that a recent crash served up unexpected justice by eradicating a significant number completely worthless cretins that no-one’s likely to miss—not even their own families—and who many more will achieve retroactive payback from by mentally savoring that final memory of their ass-end marching toward unseen demise, on infinite loop.

Among the deceased: a self-righteous pillock, some repugnant creep, a ditzy twat, several pitiful fools, that miserable old bastard even the preacher barely tolerated, a deplorable nincompoop everyone tried to avoid, the scheming bitch no-one trusted—for good reason, that bothersome imbecile, a half-dozen philandering troglodytes, and that stupid fucking daft prick that so many hoped and prayed and dreamed would come face to face with cataclysmic retribution not-a-moment-too-soon.

Yes, occasionally the universe re-balances, and for a time all is well.

Enjoy your day.

Sebastian Panache

Sebastian Panache

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