‘Tis a very fine line betwixt exploitation and entertainment and most notably desperation, ladies ‘n’ germs, so it is with our cynical bonnet on that we report that Jade Goody – scapegoat extraordinaire – has been diagnosed with cervical cancer. And was told the news in the Diary Room on the Indian version of Big Brother. Called Big Boss. (Oooh, girl, by the way.)
ie. Set up, much?
Anyways, Jade’s doing Indian Big Brother in an ongoing attempt to crawl back from that racism fuss over nothing a while back. Ironic, considering this was the cunt who should’ve had her ‘career’ snatched from beneath her dirty, retarded, repellent hooves yet continued flapping her baggy flange in front of any footballer who wanted it without a second’s remorse… but still, life trots on.
It would be crass to say at this juncture, ‘Oh, let’s hope it goes on for Jade!’ (you know, cancer. Eek) but people who know these things say cervical cancer has an 80% survival rate. Hooray!
So let’s look at hot men in lycra…