So this one totally slipped us by. Or slipped by us. Or slipped in.
It’s a show – somewhere, sometime on Her Majesty’s airwaves – called Penis Envy. Or similar. Our workie’s not cooking on gas (HATE that expression *douses self with bleach*) today and needs a good slap.
But all it is really is a bunch of rugby types comparing front bottoms. Who’d’ve thought that would make good TV? It’s like that time we had a meeting with some high-up people in tellybox land a few years ago and told them, ‘You know, what Britain needs right now – nay, is crying out for! – is a return to a good old fashioned Saturday night variety show. And to bring it bang up to date, it could be in reality format. The kids would go crazy for it.’
*points at Simon Cowell; asks for a tenner*
Anyway, back to the cock. That’s almost a reworking of Amy Winehouse’s Back to Black, only not really.
ps. NSFW. If you W somewhere really lame.
Eeny meeny miny mo, etc.
What is this? Penises on the TV? Is that what we pay our TV License for? The country's gone to the dogs! It's PC gone mad! Back in our day you could go out and leave your back door open! The Krays were ever so nice to their mum. How to drop a dress size in three hours, etc.,