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Perusing the Sunday papers this weekend, something suddenly strikes me.
I kinda hate the Sunday papers. The first six days of the week, newspaper articles tend to begin with sentences like ‘The government has announced…’, ‘Sources in Timbuktu report…’ or ‘Grave robbers in Ballyjamesduff have stolen…’ But come Sunday, it’s all ‘Is Bebo turning our children into zombies?’ or ‘Can worrying about my bum give me swine flu?’
The answer, invariably, is ‘Almost certainly not… But here’s 2,000 words and a photograph of Jennifer Aniston (for some reason) just for the hell of it.’ Read the rest of this article here.
October 7th, 2010.
October 10th, 2010 at 5:29 pm
I also hate the Sunday papers. They just fecking pretend to be broadsheets on the front cover, and then by the time you’re half way down second page it’s all Z-factor and strictly come toilet cleaning. But that’s not why I’m commenting. I’m commenting cause I want to play with that dog. Look at that dog. That’s a deadly dog.
I used to get drunk and sing in the international bar. Usually Óró Sé do Bheatha ‘Bhaile, cause Dublin people are awful easy impress with a smattering of Irish.
October 10th, 2010 at 5:46 pm
It’s a safe bet he smells of wet dog smell.
October 10th, 2010 at 11:02 pm
There were no photos of Jennifer Aniston in today’s papers. I think the red haired Mad Men lady with the big knockers has replaced her as their go-to girl.
October 11th, 2010 at 1:39 am
@ Paddy – she has rather, hasn’t she? Had never seen that programme until last week. Now half way through series two. My friends sold it to me as on a par with Sopranos, Wire. But I’m still waiting for someone to get whacked.