I’m not a celebrity, so leave me alone
Now I do not know where in the world you might be, but here in the UK one of those reality television programmes has just finished (thank god). Trivial rubbish that they are. Take a bunch of minor celebrities and place them in a jungle environment for two weeks.
Well if I had my way they would have been left there for two YEARS, without daily food drops, medical advice or television cameras.
What did we have to look at has been soap stars, failed comedians, a child singing star, well past his prime, a well I’m not sure what you would call him (antique dealer, comedian, walley) and an Ex Prime Ministers Daughter. Who until the series started almost no one in the country had ever heard off.
Who won?
Only in England, it was the woman who in the first few days could not be bothered to use the toilet in the middle of the night but peed beside her bed (with such ease, one wonders if she is used to doing that sort of thing)
Yes, you guessed it the daughter of the Iron Lady. Carol Thatcher.
Personally I would like to think that she did it on her own merit, a formidable lady in her own right. But what does she do, on the night she won. Keep making comments about her mother, and voting.
They should all be reported to the relevant animal rights organisations in Australia, it can not have been very nice for the bugs and snakes that were placed in cages and pits to have this crazy bunch of people rolling on them and eating them ( kangaroo bollocks for one). Just think how the kangaroo might have felt, after all fancy seeing your private parts sliding down her throat.
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