Today is a dark day for television.
ITV Play is to close.
No longer will students and drunkards' run-up huge phone bills attempting to guess the implausible answers to simple questions.
No longer will we be able to turn on that channel late at night and attempt to work out what reality shows we saw that presenter in last.
It's a heavy price to pay after the revelation last week that said channel was fucking its viewers over with charges after people had already won or completely insane questions to win the prizes on offer.
Its Red Nose Day on Friday. A chance for office workers around the country to dress in drag or organise a sponsored break-dance in the foyer of an Esso petrol station. Then we all settle down to watch several hours of tip-top entertainment whilst ringing up the phone line to pledge some money to feed some kids somewhere.
Which is what the organisers hope.
The reality however, is a different story.
Instead we will spend the night half-drunk muttering to ourselves about our depressing lack of a social life whilst watch several hours of painful 'good clean fun' as our once revered comedians perform saturated versions of their act and the offensively thin girls aloud duet with the council-pop stylings of the sugababes, on a awful version of a rock/rap classic. Then when those depressing promos come on about the kids with no legs or the drug-addicted but still strangely upbeat hobos on the streets of London, meant to inspire/shame us into pledging money come on, we turn over to see what the other channels have to offer. Maybe there is a movie on film four, one of those European ones with some woman getting her tits out, or maybe an episode of the Simpson's you have only seen six times or maybe CSI: Hull is on channel 5. Anything to stop the awkward feeling you have when being amused then shamed when you see 'why they are doing all this tonight'.
Id gladly donate 10 so I didn't have to watch all that crap and they just showed the mildly funny bits the rest of the show consists of.
Tis St Patrick's Day this Saturday I do believe, a chance for everyone to celebrate our favourite rat-chasing saint, by getting shit-faced and wearing a Guinness hat. Although that 8th pint of Guinness may seem like a good idea, I shall warn you now you will be literally shitting tar in the morning.
But hey you get the first round in.
Til next time kids.
ITV Play is to close.
No longer will students and drunkards' run-up huge phone bills attempting to guess the implausible answers to simple questions.
No longer will we be able to turn on that channel late at night and attempt to work out what reality shows we saw that presenter in last.
It's a heavy price to pay after the revelation last week that said channel was fucking its viewers over with charges after people had already won or completely insane questions to win the prizes on offer.
Its Red Nose Day on Friday. A chance for office workers around the country to dress in drag or organise a sponsored break-dance in the foyer of an Esso petrol station. Then we all settle down to watch several hours of tip-top entertainment whilst ringing up the phone line to pledge some money to feed some kids somewhere.
Which is what the organisers hope.
The reality however, is a different story.
Instead we will spend the night half-drunk muttering to ourselves about our depressing lack of a social life whilst watch several hours of painful 'good clean fun' as our once revered comedians perform saturated versions of their act and the offensively thin girls aloud duet with the council-pop stylings of the sugababes, on a awful version of a rock/rap classic. Then when those depressing promos come on about the kids with no legs or the drug-addicted but still strangely upbeat hobos on the streets of London, meant to inspire/shame us into pledging money come on, we turn over to see what the other channels have to offer. Maybe there is a movie on film four, one of those European ones with some woman getting her tits out, or maybe an episode of the Simpson's you have only seen six times or maybe CSI: Hull is on channel 5. Anything to stop the awkward feeling you have when being amused then shamed when you see 'why they are doing all this tonight'.
Id gladly donate 10 so I didn't have to watch all that crap and they just showed the mildly funny bits the rest of the show consists of.
Tis St Patrick's Day this Saturday I do believe, a chance for everyone to celebrate our favourite rat-chasing saint, by getting shit-faced and wearing a Guinness hat. Although that 8th pint of Guinness may seem like a good idea, I shall warn you now you will be literally shitting tar in the morning.
But hey you get the first round in.
Til next time kids.
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sullenriot:
no she shouldn't I'd never let some one do that, and she's getting paid! Im happy for her.
sullenriot:
I'm more gutted that if i dont sell them i'm down 54