(a quote taken from London Post 7/7)
I've not been following reality TV this time thank God, but I got a snapshot of two reality shows over the weekend which provoked strong emotions for widely diferent reasons. Firstly, Big Brother. Remember I said Pete The K sniffing tourettes suffering mohichan would win? Well the bookies have stopped taking bets on him. If you are anywhere near a TV which can get UKTV Channel 4, do watch Pete. This guy is going to be a star. Almost makes me wish I had tourettes.
Secondly, Love Island. In the name of Allah the most merciful, why oh why don't Islamic terrorists symbolically bomb things like this rather than random people on their way to work? How do you do a fatwah? I want a fatwah on these people.
Bland rich bitch gets off with rich friend bitch's man. Friend bitch flies back argues pours wine on bitch. Bitch goes out, makes out she is telling only a "close bitch" but makes sure she cries and screams so loud everyone can hear, meanwhile checking that the camera has her best side no doubt. ...FATWAH! FATWAH! NOW!!!
6 comments:
I'd've sworn you had Tourette's.
you're not the first to say that.
I'm seldom original, but I can claim it without uttering obscenities...if I so choose.
OH A JOKE!!! I thought you were serious. No. People have asked me if I have tourettes. I've calmed down a lot but the language still slips out.
I never joke.
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