Well, for your information, no, that's not why I was watching it, and I had no intention of blogging about it, but now that E has said that, I feel I have to, out of some kind of reverse psychology spite thing.
E is right though, I do hate that show. But the judges are a bit easier to cope with then the Australian ones. My worst, though, is Mary, the shouting judge. She is horrible. The very unsettling thing about her is that when she yells, her mouth yells, but her eyes don't. Her eyes and eyebrows stay in neutral. This is very disconcerting. Then there is the other woman, the empathetic, deep, soulful one, who is prone to cry deep rivers of tears. She is sort of the all-knowing guru, the white Maya Angelou of dance. The bloke is the best of a bad bunch.Anyway, there is no point to this boring post, other than spite. So I'll leave it there.
2 comments:
Thats not all you should leave there brethra.
That tripe is even worse than the BB experience thay put forward this year! At least on BB, one doesn't have to sit through the drone of over melodramatic seppos rabbiting on about whatever they feel is necessary to preach about whilst doing their best to self promote their own D grade careers into something resembling the limelight. Bleeeeaaaghh! That yelling judge ( I watched it for 3 minutes when I heard someone was crying and upset) can't move any other part of her face because she is so dosed up on botox, Its all frozen stiff. Come to think of it, they're all botoxed to the yin yang and someone needs to drop a bomb on that show.
get foxtel brah, watch a documentary.
Dat stuff will rot yo brain yo. See! Its happening to me for opening my eyes to it for 3 minutes!
aiiiiiiight!!!!
ha ha 'dat stuff will rot yo brain yo'. That is going to be my new motto and code for living.
Yeah, don't worry, I was only dabbling. I am not going to get sucked in to it this time. (Famous last words)
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