Monday, 16 November 2009

KATIE PRICE HAS HER KNOCKERS.....

And she is very capable of taking it all on the chin, but give the girl some credit for her efforts in the jungle tonight. She is tough, on the outside as well as in. I am sure the public will make sure she has to endure all the nasties possible for the next week, but as soon as the voting starts for eviction, I fear she will be the first to go. I'm sure she will be delighted, she will get to spend the next few weeks in a luxury hotel while her fellow jungle bunnies slum it in the bush, and she will get paid very well for it. Tho I have to say, in her defence.... I can think of no other woman on the planet that would fly to the US, spend a fortune on hair extensions and nails, then swim underwater in a pool full of fish guts and cockroach shit, just so a few people she doesn't know could have a cuppa, that takes balls, someone else who appears to have a fair share of metal in the crotch area is Kim.... what a woman. I have already decided that if I reach the ripe old age of 60, I shall spend my time swishing about on one of them "biddy buggies", take in a library once a week, and try to make the most out of my bus pass. I would not, for all the tea in China, (or all the dinners come to that) lay in a glass coffin while the whole insect cast of the "Indiana Jones Trilogy" was poured onto my head. Kim is definitely my heroine of the day.

My villain of the day would have to be the selfish, silly cow that left her four babies to fend for themselves while she buggered off for more then a day to get drugged up, drunk, and probably done by a couple of the local brain surgeons so she could claim another full set of child benefit, and tax credits in 9 months time. At 22 she has four children under the age of four.... nothing wrong with that if you are a capable and loving mother who is prepared to sacrifice most of her fun and freedom for the good of your offspring. But come on.... did anyone see the state of that house???? I would not keep my enemies scabby rat in a kitchen like that.... not even if it had been dead for more then a month. I hope the children are somewhere warm, I hope they are clean and well fed, I hope the carers looking after them are loving and generous, but most of all, I hope, that one day, if a woman is convicted of such neglect, the courts will have the power to order that her ovaries be taken from her and her mimsey sewn up with a carpet needle. It would be child abuse to allow this woman to ever breed again. It would be a bigger crime to have this woman to pass her particular method of parenting onto the next generation.

As I wrote yesterday, my fence is down.... Other half took the dog for a walk along the river today... I don't know what smells worse, wet dog or burning martyr....




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