Saturday, 25 March 2017

Goodness nose

I now know that this country is beyond help. I sat through of some of the red nose rubbish last night. Many years ago I was brought to tears..and donated regularly. Last night was a cringe festival of innuendos and embarrassment. It culminated, in a rather over weight lady...stuffed into a leopard skin body suit...trying to use observational humour, using the F word continually, then breaking into Nessum Doner kebab. The most exciting part of the programme....which biscuit is the best. But to sink even further into the pits. You can now buy a mother's day card, saying thank you for letting me come out of your vagina. Rest in Peace England.. you sicken me.

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