Thursday, 19 November 2009

Daytime tv

I know realise the reason I work full time!! Daytime tv. It would be more fun to share a bathroom with a narccisistic vampire than sit through a whole day of this drivvel.

Wondering why all the chat shows seem to have a common theme of chavviness. On application forms for these progs do they stipulate must wear one or all of the following to qualify...

1/ shell suit

2/ ring on each finger and 10 million necklases particulary chunky gold chains

3/ roots showing

4/dirty finger and toe nails

5/ vocabulary consisting mainly of innit , know wha i mean, like, white lightening, snakebite, dunno, ugghh ,

I wonder if these chavs know they are chave? Do they go all out to achieve the look? Would they be proud of the term?

I realise in this world of political correctness gone made that i will be horsewhipped and stonned for my thoughts or perhaps even death by 1000 papercuts but ho hum up me bum who cares. Wonder if im chavist? or i might even be subjected the the jedward torture in my last blog. Sitting through performance after performance of those two over cafeinated insepid twins

oops seriously hope im not gonna get karmageddon now. For those of you none pagan It's when everybody is sending off all these really bad vibes, and then the Earth explodes, and it's a serious bummer.

no im not chavist, this is just random taps on my keyboard. a collection of monologues of my thoughts.

While im thinking random stuff, one thing that pops into my mind is when i recently went out, but a lovely hat on, matching everything, felt really classy dressd to impressed and hubby said " aww you look lovely" great i thought , just the effect i was after then he added " really cute like paddington bear" *THUD*

I want to be a vixen an NOT cute

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