While we're on a good moaning session, why don't these old fuckers, Michael Parkinson and Terry Wogan retire?
There doesn't seem to be a magazine or a TV advert slot that doesn't have fucking 'Parky' trying to sell us old twats, insurance. It seems a funeral cost £3500 and if we give his company £25 per month for 30 years, there might and I stress might, be enough to plant us. Oh, and you can get a free pen for replying.
One or two things strike me. Firstly I have more than enough pens. How much money does this bastard want? He must have more money than you could throw shite at. Lastly, I'll be dead and going for worm food and I couldn't give a shit what kind of funeral I have. In fact, I hope I have absolutely no money and the Council have to plant me. There won't be any free refreshments laid on for greedy bastards either. If they want to have a drink to remember my memory they can pay for the fucking thing themselves.
It's the same with these DJs like Wogan, Ken Bruce, that hairy twat and that self promoting arsehole that's on Radio 2 in the afternoon. They're only spinning records FFS. They're not singers or dancers and they don't even have big tits like Kelly Brook. Fuck off to the old folks home and let some younger people on, just not that speccy, ginger twat!