Hurr durr derp
After pitting my soul against the likes of another dull Saturday night TV programming, like X Factor, this time, surprise, surprise, as ever predictable the twins are still shit and a programme that could last twenty minutes, is filled with another sixty with inserts showing crying, those ever irrepressible phrases, “I come from a small village” and “my Mum/Dad would be so proud of me” and unrecognisable celebrities showing their support for this week’s national fad (those fucking twins…again!).
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