Now, is it just me, or....?
There appears to be a TV chat show that plays incessantly on the TV here. Every time I go home my flatmate is watching this awful show that appears to be just a cacophony of shouting and squealing. It's presented by this selection of badly-dressed 'personalities' that appear to have taken hosting tips from the bastard spawn of Julian Clary and Ant n' Dec.
It's not so much their slight over-obsession with getting mini-skirted teenage girls to sing badly in front of a bunch of gawking chaps that bothers me. Nor is it their other obsession - getting a bunch of foreigner/Taiwanese couples on to discuss 'foreign' matters (we're so damn fascinating!). And neither is it the insistence of every bloody presenter to screech/squeal loudly into their microphones all at the same time...
No. What bothers me most is that this infernal show appears to be on ALL THE TIME, regardless of the time of day. How is this possible? Surely they need to sleep? Pee? Eat?
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