One for the road...
There is a reality show on M-Net called Amish in the City. Yes, you heard me! Whoever thought up this show should be hung, strung and quartered and then fed to a thousand foul smelling maggots living on the genitals of the troll who resides in the swamps located on the seventh moon of the planet "KissMy-friggin-Ass". If this does not epitomise the essense of what it means to "scrape the bottom of the barrel", then nothing else ever will.
It is at times like this when a quote by Gallagher springs to mind:
Don't you wish there were a knob on the TV to turn up the intelligence? There's one marked 'Brightness', but it doesn't work.
My sentiments exactly. Vodka Martini, anyone? Here's to an absolutely "luvly" weekend!
