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- Last Bus Home
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- My Boyfriend Is A Twat
- Blazing Saddle
- Private Secret Diary
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thank you
Stop it
I am forty-six and quite grumpy. Thus; in 2007 I have increasingly found myself cursing through gritted teeth at my tv and radio, and reaching for the remote in a bile fuelled dash to remove the current utter twat hate object from my sight and hearing.
There are many reasons for this alarming change in my normally inclusive and forgiving nature. The obvious ones including; in no particular order -
- Pope Tony
- Ann Robinson
- That-Charley-Off-Of-Big Brother
- Gordon Brown
- Ed Balls
- M Thatcher
- The Spice Girls
- Jimmy Carr
- Noel Edmunds
- Prince Philip
- Gordon Ramsey
- Michael Winner
- The writers, cast, and crew of East Enders
Wouldn't it be great if the Freeview box had a doobrie which kept out such foul intrusions to ones fluffy domestic idyll? It'd be like a really good spam filter; the utter twat person/s in question never to sully my living room again. I could quite happily settle down with a nice cup of tea and a marmite soldier, safe in the knowledge that such abberrations from my current cultural zeitgeisty wotsit were indeed consigned to telly hell, or something.
Of course, I could also get a life.
Comments (6)
Actually, the older I get the less angry I get about people on the telly, especially now that I've got the choice of only watching what I want to on DVD or Sky Plus.
Nick Ferrari, Amanda Platell and Jeremy Clarkson should still be thrown into a stinking cesspit full of adders, slurry and bloodthirsty pitbull terriers though.I know love - sometimes marmite and peanut butter, together...
Marmite? You heathen.
Oh dear Ann.You miss the point...dearie me ;-)
You're in luck - there is a built in filter! Check your manual for the location of the on/off switch.
Ooh, Nick Ferrari - anyone got a cheese grater and some salt handy?..