Sorry, I'm still laughing at last night's result
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Sorry, I'm still laughing at last night's result
Hmmm...guessing this is a reference to some kind of show which feels the need for incidental 'mood' music to ramp up the emotions for the hard of emoting
The Apprentice, Masterchef, Celebrity Squares - that kind of thing
Priya’s eye kept wandering about randomly. Very upsetting. They’re an unprepossessing lot.
There’s the fitness poof; the mincer; the organ-playing Christian closet case; the horsey girl you can bet would be an absolute bunny-boiler if you were ever mad enough to get into a relationship with her; the helium-huffing snake-bothering vet and the weird monkey-like fringe girl who still lives at home and works in Tesco to the obvious despair of her poor mother.
I can’t warm to any of them.
Of course - how else would one know the signs, after all. But it’s at least gratifying to look at such things from the lofty heights of age and wisdom and pretend that, in the unlikely event one were to be presented with such an opportunity in our decrepit condition, we would behave more circumspectly.
I see there's a dungaree-wearer on there so presume they're without husband