I feel bad about that marathon previous post, so here’s something bite-sized.
In a strange turn of events, the piece of really, really good news I got turned into really, really sad news. And the really, really bad piece of news turned on its head and is dandy once again. I think.
Has anyone been watching Summer Heights High? Chris Lilley is a genius.
I’ve watched a few of these and it deserves more recognition, espcially with the amount of ‘reality’ shows we have to put up with.
Mr G is fantastic!
You’ve no motherpucking idea how much I’ve gone on about SHH. Firstly, after a weekend spent in Sweden, I was surprised how much the Antipodean sitcom quoting hit the roof, viz: ‘Puck you, Miss’, ‘ ‘I didn’t fucking touch his fucking dick, you fuck’, and, of course, ‘She’s a dirty girl with a… bad habit’ etc, but that’s mainly because we all do drugs and we found it spoke to us in an underground/ overground/ wombling free way.
Furthermore, I’ve just come back from a bar in Covent Garden and chatted to two random Canberrans where we all quoted each other senseless until we got bored.
Pathetic, really.
Eh?
Cynical: Agreed. Plus I think Mr G kicks David Brent’s arse for pure cringe factor.
Fweng: I approve of this behaviour.
nuttycow: I disapprove of this confusion. Tuesdays! 10:30pm! BBC3! Get involved sister.