Up shit creek, with a paddle
Jamie Murray was interviewed about his mother, the one who has nothing to do all week except piss about and try to loosen up. As for Barbara Windsor sitting next to him and being interviewed as well, WTF? Not Jackpot Joy in my book!
Safe: Pixie, Steve, Sunetra,Caroline, Scott [TRAVESTY!]
Dance-off: Tom
What a fucking joke. Scott Mills is voted for by idiots who perhaps listen to him on Radio One, and probably because of the favoritism shown to him by the BBC via Zoe Ball. Scott . . fall on your sword! If you believe for one second that you're in the competition because of your dancing, then you are more moronic than I thought was possible.
Boy George turned up in Culture Club, and suggested with his demeanor and singing style that he was half cut, drugged up or suffering from dementia. What a woeful tailing off of a career. He wasn't even saved by the backing track that filled the gaps when he forgot to sing live. This man is so fucking ill, I will await the truth in the new in the coming days and weeks.
Safe: Jake, Frankie, Alison, Judy [FUCKING TRAVESTY!] Mark
Dance-off: Simon
So instead of Scott Mills & Judy Murray wasting our lives by featuring in the dance-off, NEITHER was put there because the twats with the inclination to vote have put through the wrong people. This is real proof that this competition is flawed massively because it seems Radio 1 listeners and Andy Murray fans are fucking things up big time.
Judy Murray seems to liken herself to Sharon Stone (so she revealed) rather than the lumps of stone on cunting Easter Island. Waster. As a result, either Simon Webbe or Thom Evans is set to go home.
Thom got the first two votes, but with Simon getting the third and then Len's deciding vote, Thom was ousted, along with Iveta. This is such a shame, when Scott and Judy sit pretty, and should be ashamed of themselves.
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