Monday, May 5, 2008

GLORIFYING A FLAMIN TOOL!


Some things in life piss me off even more than a late running Namoi Cotton train on a winters afternoon.

One of these things is THE PRIZE TOOL appearing on Big Brother the other night. No I don't mean that irritating pain in the arse Kyle (surprisingly - although he ain't far behind). I mean that buttpipe nugget Corey flaming Worthington.

Do we now, as a society, worship those who stick their finger up at society?
Its apparently OK to waste police resources, trash your parents house, strike fear into your whole street - BECAUSE NOW YOU WILL BE REWARDED WITH HUGE AMOUNTS OF DOLLARS FOR TELEVISION APPEARANCES.
Yet woh-behold any poor bastard railfan turning up at Dubbo station with a beer in one hand and a camera in the other. Heck no - Officer plod is straight on you dragging you to the station or sticking his trungeon up orifaces best lst trungeonless.

Well on you go people. Run riot, screw this country over, stick your thumb up at the law.
At the end of it, give the Big Brother producers a call. THEY WANT TO BLOODY REWARD YOU!

Onya Kyle, you have proved that my opinion of you could get lower.
What happened to the good old BB days of lesbianism and turkey slapping.

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