Surely Paul Dacre deserves some special meg c**t status.
I mean Jeff Archer may be a c**t, but I suspect Paul Dacre is such a c**t; his breath kills grass, birds fall dead at the sound of his voice the sight of him makes pregnant cows miscarry and the milk in their udders spoil.
He's such a c**t not even Richard Littlejohn dare look at him directly for fear of exploding from his sheer c**tishness.
He probably masturbated during Schindler's list and eat's live hamsters.
Before smearing their blood over his naked body and reading the Bible backwards on a chair made from the skulls of infants.
He is a c**t par exellence.
