by C J Davies
How Los Angeles has welcomed the Beckhams.
First, the celebrity couple were greeted by legions of fans and admirers upon their arrival at the airport – every one of them anxious to catch a glimpse of a woman who looks like a transvestite Skeletor and a man so stupid it takes him two hours to watch Sixty Minutes.
And now they’ve got the ultimate accolade from their newfound American chums. Actually, it’s only really David who’s been given the accolade. He’s got his very own imposter, see – a weird guy who has been phoning up various Los Angeles officials offering all sorts of services. Hey – it’s as much a confirmation of stardom as a big yellow star on that magical Hollywood sidewalk!
True, Victoria is a bit jealous of all the attention her husband is getting, but plans are afoot to redress the balance. She’s due to have her face carved onto Mount Rushmore in the next few months, so that her Terrahawk-with-bulimia visage can beam proudly over the South Dakota landscape, frightening tourists where’er she may gaze.
It brings an eagle-shaped tear to hecklerspray’s eye just thinking about it.
Read more >>>
by C J Davies
Gary Lineker – big-eared sportsman and one-time panellist on ‘comedy’ show They Think Its All Over – has had his latest Walkers Crisps commercial briefly pulled off the air.
Quick bit of exposition for any non-Britons reading this: Lineker is an ex-footballer who now makes a living by presenting sports programmes and – whenever he gets a spare moment – advertising packets of crisps to bewildered audiences. Many have argued that using a sporting type like Lineker to flog junk food might be a bit hypocritical, but they need to lighten up – the whole shebang has been pretty much commonplace ever since Muhammed Ali advertised Doritos, yelling to camera: “You know, when I’m not reflecting on my epic career, I like nothing more than to shovel handfuls of additive-coated corn snacks into my eager boxer’s mouth.”
He did need someone else to open the bags, mind.
Read more >>>