Just been watching round one of Britain's Next Top Model. There was nothing else on, honestly. And the girls had nothing much on either, as it was a lingerie photo shoot.
One contestant gets kicked out each week. The one I was supporting was the most articulate and was also the first one to exit. She actually quit during the judging, deciding to become a teacher instead. What an all-round sweetie! In solidarity with her, I won't be watching the program again.
You know you're getting old when your interest in these young things is only avuncular.
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Albert? Is that the evil uncle Albert who's trying to tell us this? I'm sure you stopped watching because they had too many clothes on. If they'd had to perform the prostate massage feather dance, well, you would have watched that, wouldn't you? Dirty uncle Albert! Bad boy! Hotboy
I say!
Had the Test Match at Trent Bridge not started?
MM III
Hotters. Sorry but here in New Hedonia we don't do sexual guilt.
Mingers. I'm sorry I missed that if it was ladies lingerie teams.
I don't get a TV signal here and I can see that it is no loss at all.
Read a book, stare at the sky, watch paint dry. Don't waste your time on the one eyed monster.
Nanners, you're right of course, but we old folk living alone sometimes use it for company.
I say Nanners,
You must, surely, get TMS on the wireless, then?
MM III
Mingers. Is test match syndrome still incurable?
I say!
Was I here, last night?
MM III
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