Miley Cyrus, born November 23rd 1992. The unholy offspring of Billy Ray Cyrus and Satan in a dress, Miley's unholy devil-born powers soon propelled her to fame. The power that keeps her there requires the sacrifice of 13 dinner ladies per single and the blood from a cat's face for each album. Her TV shows success was fuelled by slapping small and helpless, hungry orphans in the face with various tasty foodstuffs which she would then poop on and force them to eat.

When asked why he was so annoying, Bieber merely bellowed "So's your face!!!!", laughed maniacally and then spat on your mums face. He lists putting anthrax in packs of Tena Lady amongst his favourite hobbies.

Look. At. Her. Reeeeaaally look at her. Look at her skin like a leather purse. Her lips aren't large from collagen. They're that way because her face is really a portal sucking all talents from the world.

It is hard to like someone who works for the Daily Mail, but even more so when they openly imply someone deserved to die because they were in a same sex marriage, or calling an Olympic gold medallist from the Netherlands "some dutch bitch". She has facial jowls so large because it's where she stores her intolerence and bile, like a hateful hamster.

Max Beesley likes to think of himself as being a British institute, counting himself alongside the likes of Sir Richard Harris, Sir Ian McKellen and Charles Dance OBE in the leagues of classic thespian brotherhood. When questioned about Beesley's success and career, Charles Dance OBE said "Is he that jam faced little spud butterer that does the benefits adverts? Didn't he ~CENSORED~ Scary Spice up the ~CENSORED~ in a pub?" and continued eating his filet of fish.

Genuinely believes himself to be an intellectual footballer. Yes, you heard. He's actaully an objectionable little tit, who assaults colleagues, opposition players and random strangers. An Equal Opportunities thug.

Got a dictionary? Ok, go to the "S" section and find Smug. There, you'll find a picture of his stupid smarmy face, jowls shining like fleshy beacons of evil. He'd sell his granny to a glue factory for a bag of chips.

Samuel "Screech" Powers (played by Justin Timberlake) is a school nerd. Screech has been tagging along with Zack since they were in elementary school and is extremely loyal to him. In exchange for doing Zack's homework and being roped into Zack's various stunts, Screech receives protection from school bullies and a general boost in his confidence; but Zack's affection for Screech is evident in spite of this. Screech is very comfortable with his geekiness and fancies himself a ladies' man. The rest of the gang simultaneously picks on and humors Screech for his eccentricities (e.g. hiding in his locker, wearing extremely loud and mismatched clothes, and obsessing over science and chess).

A recurring storyline in the series is his unrequited love for Lisa Turtle. During the series, Screech briefly has a girlfriend named Violet (played by Tori Spelling); it is not made clear why the two broke up. He also dates Kelly in one episode of season one, as he helps her study for a science test. In several early episodes of the series, Screech has an anthropomorphized robot named Kevin, which he programs. Screech is class valedictorian, but gives that title to Jessie as he knew how much it meant to her. However, Jessie learns what Screech had done for her and returns the honor on graduation day. He receives acceptance to many colleges. He is rejected from an all-women's school that was his number one choice. He chooses to go to the fictional Cal U after graduation and shares a dormitory suite with Zack, Slater, and Kelly. He also becomes the only character to appear as a series regular in every incarnation of Saved by the Bell. He joins The New Class as an aide to Mr. Belding.

Also, he was on that Superbowl wardrobe malfunction thing.

So far up David Cameron Exhaust pipe that he can brush Daves teeth without him even having to open his mouth.

Boris Johnson was born in 1947 in Acrington Stanley in the back of a fishmongers. By the time he was seven years old he had already invented the sausage roll, the wagon wheel and the concept of a packed lunch. His report card regularly cited him to be an excellent student, proficient in knitting and ventriloquism. He suffers from a rare illness that makes his breath smell like Tuesdays. He currently lives in London where he rides around on a bike farting at tourists and hitting poor people with a rolled up copy of the Times. He is often described by the people of London as being a "Bumbling thunder clutz with all the personality and wit of a damp sprout thats been left in the rain". But then they are being nice.

A media savvy talentless chore of a woman. Honestly believes that that is what a feminist looks like. Yet another one who thinks feminism is about anything more than equality between genders.