6.40pm: So I have come home a bit drunk and all I want is some trashy Sunday night TV viewing. Oh Gladiators. Hmm brilliant. I mean I haven't seen this since I was about 10 or whatever but surely it offers some schlocky fun... no? no?
6.55pm: This is, um, I mean, this is meant to be funny, right? I mean I thought so, given the ridiculous gladiator smack talk and the general, you know, RIDICULOUS concept but I'm no longer sure. Maybe I need another drink.
7.05pm: Instant replay? Yellow card?? So they're um, taking this seriously are they? Riiiight....
7.08pm: I don't know why people rag on wine in a cask. It's bloody brilliant.
7.17pm: Oh fuck this show is really, REALLY bad. I mean, it demeans everyone involved. Where the flip is the control? Somebody PLEASE...
7.30pm: (The sound of demented weeping)
2 comments:
Well we were devastated that the power went out and we missed it.
It is fantastic television.
I was home alone and I still felt embarassed to be watching it. I can't decide if the people behind it are genius' or mental patients.
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