Thursday, 20th February 1997
Does TV corrupt? Well I watched Brass Eye last night and I have to say I was shocked, scandalised, surprised, then relaxed, aroused, gibbering and eventually homicidal. So yes, it does. The Belgian dwarf in a nappy on the cock-tricycle did it for me.
Phwooaaarrr.
Worried? You should be. I'm not.
And besides. So? Meh. Pah.
B
PS This e-mail was originally a song about a Polish gangster who ate a poodle, so count yourselves lucky.
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