Next on the list of musicalised nonsense are the Spice Girls. In a move that is officially known as ‘milking the teet of fame to something resembling the shrivelled raisons on TPT’s upper-body’ the girls have been in talks to put their story on stage. Well whyever not. The other day we had a squiffy tummy after some bad Cumberland sausage then our cat was sick on the carpet which we had just had cleaned ready for mummy MeMeMe to visit. We put it to the nose-whistle of that bloke on reception, took it to London’s glittering Palladium and it went down a freaking storm. Susan Boyle played the cat sick. It was as if she was born for the role.
By Me Me Me on October 15, 2009
You’re not anybody unless you’ve taken the arse-phlegm of your career-slash-life story and cobbled it together with a few plink-plonks of piano to make ‘[Insert person/group/innermost thoughts]: The Musical’.