AAAARRRGGH!
I was in mid-blog when Norton Antivirus decided to reboot my PC after downloading updates, so I lost yet another classic pile of arse!
Talking of arse, I got home from the quiz last night, and against all advice, I sat through The Descent. The Descent? De scent of shite, more like!
Not unlike leaving Reed House tonight. Remember I got that photo of Dr Poo by his TURDIS? Well, tonight he arrived in concentrated form. No longer Doctor Poo - this was Dogturd Poo....
...in a special episode where all 10 Dogturds meet up in a time rift mix up with much hilarity with their different personalities and which one gets to shag the current hitchhiking Harlot*. Or 'companion' as they're referred to (and those who've seen Firefly/Serenity will know what a Companion is!). In fact, that Rose Tyler made a profession out of it in that Secret Diary spin-off**.
So, never get in a phone box with David Tennant, coz you'll just end up leaving your calling card in it!
And talking of foxy companions, what the feck has happened to Basil Brush? I caught a bit of it t'other morning, and he was shouting "Bing! Bing!". No way, thought I, sureley it's "Boom! Boom!".
Well, it turns out that Dirty Gertie from No.30 was dirrrty in the downright filthy slut sense, and was nobbing Basil for years, so now he's got all these fox offspring all about the place. In a stroke of pure twatness, 'Bingo' shouts "Bing! Bing!" at anything that's remotely funny. Or unfunny, as modern brits ripping-off US comedy tends to be.
Bing bing indeed! Grrrrrrrrrr.
* AND IT'S ALWAYS TOM BAKER, COZ THAT DOGTURD HAS A LONG SCARF OF ANDREX TO CLEAN UP WITH LATER.
** THERE'S ANOTHER DOGTURD POO SPIN OFF AS WELL - TOUCHCLOTH.
