Big Brother has started. I've never watched it and I don't intend to start. This year seems exceptionally cheap and nasty. Razorhead puts it well:
I've fallen in love with Kitten and logged onto the Big Brother website to find out more. I found this 'interesting' 'article' about my new favourite lesbian:
'Meat' as a metaphor for cock. Classy. Sack the copywriter and get someone who can write copy right.
Two poofters, a bull dyke and bisexual locked in the deliberately oppressive studio with a fag-hater should be good telly...
I've fallen in love with Kitten and logged onto the Big Brother website to find out more. I found this 'interesting' 'article' about my new favourite lesbian:
The feisty activist was sitting alone with her thoughts in the lounge, disengaged from the others and their talk of fast food horrors.
Maybe the pressure of constant Big Brother is bothering her or maybe she objects to people talking about meat eating as much as she does about 'meat' itself.
'Meat' as a metaphor for cock. Classy. Sack the copywriter and get someone who can write copy right.
posted by Nixon at 11:17 PM
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Aw bless Kitten.
She thinks she's being all subversive, and that by being awkward on a game show she's going to alter society, but really it's just showing that she's not even got the social skills and humour to play a game.
She'll be out by the end of the first week anyway.
But such good telly, though, at first I thought she was a plant.
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