Bad times
Yesterday, I did something which I can't go back and change; something I've since come to deeply regret...Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I watched Justin Lee Collins' Head Or Tails on Five. I know, I know! It was shite and my actions are totally unforgivable. It. Just. Sort-of. Happened.
I must admit that I began to warm a little to... ahem... JLC during his time on Friday/Sunday Night Project when he was paired up with Alan Carr, but I'm afraid he's now firmly back in my hate zone. Not only was Heads Or Tails even more mundane than its title might suggest, but it was also less entertaining than watching twenty-two identical sealed boxes being opened over the course of forty-five minutes.
I'll never get that time back and now I cant even look at myself in the mirror.
6 comments:
He's an absolute personality void, isn't he?
I want you to go away and have a long, hard think about what you've done. I'm appalled. Do you realise what you've done?!
I hate him too. He puts the cunt in West Country.
This programme was flogged to death with promo ads before it was even screened, I knew I just had to avoid it by the time the tea lady at work was starting to promote it too. So did they have a giant coin to toss?
And isn't Justin Lee Collins already a tosser as well as being a parody of himself perhaps?
Don't be fooled by a cuddly beard. This is the lesson we should have learnt from Noel Edmonds...
What makes this all the more shameful is that every single thing you've just said is completely spot on.
What, can I say? I'd been seduced by the improvement he and A.Carr made to the post-J.Carr/Rob "Droopy-gub" Rouse Friday Night Project. My defences were down and I was weak.
Please. Forgive. Me.
I've let you down. I've let my family down. And - worst of all - I've let myself down.
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