Tuesday, March 28, 2006
Justin Le Twat
Every now and then I compile a list of films I would like to see. This way I get to indulge my making lists and crossing them off habit and am pro-active about seeing films.
In doing so I was checking relase dates (durr so I can prioritise which ones to see) when I discovered that twat-features Jimmy Carr features in the new Ant & Dec film. I know I know.
Anyway it reminded me that I had been meaning to post something. No, not about twat-features Jimmy Carr, for there has been enough written about him (and none of it good, thankfully) but about his successor junior yet fatter twat Justin Lee Collins. I first had the misfortune of listening to him on XFM on Saturday afternoons where his gormless repartee and constant blather would literally make my ears bleed. Of course I turned off. I'm not such a glutton for punishment. Then he started turning up on late night Channel 4 programming. I was horrified to find he was a long-haired, scruffy pillock - though quite a nice balance to the short-haired always suited pillock - and it just goes to show I can loathe from either end of the sartorial spectrum. Before I knew it he was popping up everywhere. And not in a good way. Like in a coffin.
Last week however, having managed to studiously avoid any of The Games Extra show that he was fronting on E4, I had the terrible misfortune to see him strip off his t-shirt, tweak his nipples and throw himself off a diving board into an empty pool. *wishful thinking*. I mean pool.
You'll have to google him yourself if you must.
Instead here's a lovely picture of Nugwi Beach in Zanzibar.
In doing so I was checking relase dates (durr so I can prioritise which ones to see) when I discovered that twat-features Jimmy Carr features in the new Ant & Dec film. I know I know.
Anyway it reminded me that I had been meaning to post something. No, not about twat-features Jimmy Carr, for there has been enough written about him (and none of it good, thankfully) but about his successor junior yet fatter twat Justin Lee Collins. I first had the misfortune of listening to him on XFM on Saturday afternoons where his gormless repartee and constant blather would literally make my ears bleed. Of course I turned off. I'm not such a glutton for punishment. Then he started turning up on late night Channel 4 programming. I was horrified to find he was a long-haired, scruffy pillock - though quite a nice balance to the short-haired always suited pillock - and it just goes to show I can loathe from either end of the sartorial spectrum. Before I knew it he was popping up everywhere. And not in a good way. Like in a coffin.
Last week however, having managed to studiously avoid any of The Games Extra show that he was fronting on E4, I had the terrible misfortune to see him strip off his t-shirt, tweak his nipples and throw himself off a diving board into an empty pool. *wishful thinking*. I mean pool.
You'll have to google him yourself if you must.
Instead here's a lovely picture of Nugwi Beach in Zanzibar.
G&T anyone?
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