Does anyone remember Charlie Sheen? We’ve not heard much from him since he starred in Hot Shots Part Deux. Is he alright? He’s not getting up to mischief is he? Of course he is. He’s currently the world’s most successful berk.
When Sheeno is not punching furniture, hoovering up bad drugs up his rapidly eroding nose holes, frightening women to tears in wardrobes and making outlandish claims about winning, he’s been the star of the very, very ordinary Two and a Half Men.
He got the chop from that after he called his old boss some lame names and everyone stared at him, effectively waiting for him to die while sandwiched between to listless porn actresses who were playing along with Sheen and enjoying the fleeting fame. And now, as the world yawns at each snippet of devalued gossip, it appears Charlie may be making a return to the sitcom.
The transfer season may well be over, but the biggest football transfer of the year has just taken place. That’s right, after having their contracts terminated by Sky Sports, public whipping boys Richard Keys and Andy Gray have signed for conference side talkSPORT, in a deal said to be worth roughly the price of a few Fray Bentos pies.
Gray and Keys, or to give them their proper names, Tweedle-Chimp (have you seen how hairy Keys’ hands are? They’re not HD friendly, that’s for sure) and Tweedle-Chump, are to host a new show every weekday from 10am until 1pm.
Presumably the show will primarily involve Gray and Keys explaining the off-side rule to female callers.
If there’s one thing this nation needs more of, its smug gits in business attire spunking away money that isn’t theirs whilst being rewarded with lavish amounts of champagne and opportunities to stab those who have irked them squarely between the shoulders.
Yes, that’s right, it’s week 9 of The Apprentice!
This week everyone’s favourite job applicants have the task of buying 10 rare items with a budget of £1500. Whoever spent the least won the task. Simples. There were obviously fines for failing to procure all the items or for not turning up to the boardroom on time, just in case anyone fancied playing fast and loose with the rules.
From ‘why, your home cooking is delicious’ to ‘no, seriously, season four of The Upper Hand on DVD is exactly what I wanted for my birthday’, fibs and fabrications have a habit of springing up like poppies on an abandoned battlefield.
Want to know the worst lie ever, though? The time a kindly teacher told you to work hard at school, with the encouraging lines ‘if you study well and get good grades, you’ll be able to do whatever you like in the future! Like get a job you really enjoy!’
Well – guess what? That’s a big bag of monkey bollocks. Chances are that your forays into the world of employment will be depressing, unfulfilling and humiliating ordeals interspersed only with the nightly wolfing-down of TV dinners and the tearful doomed-to-repeat-forever collapse onto your lonely, lonely pillow.
Oh – unless you’re these guys, of course. They, like, totally bucked the system.
Rappers are often strong, bold men with a ghetto-earned prowess and a serious set of skills when it comes to rhyming various words with other various words.
They are forged in the harsh fires of the slums, where, before their big breaks, they are forced into lives of crime to support themselves and sometimes their over two dozen children. A former penchant for illegal drug sales is a popular topic they often thrown into verse.
Also, many of them often sing about a strong desire to enforce laws along side the man, and move inmates from cell block A to cell block B. In one case this appears to actually be true.
Rick Ross, an extraordinary rapper that we have never before heard of, used to be a prison guard. A photo of him in uniform has leaked – and he is denying absolutely everything.
Forget what all those recruitment consultants tell you – the best way to stop being unemployed is to whap your boobies out.
Trust us, it works like a charm. Just look at Lindsay Lohan. She couldn't get an acting job for toffee after she had all that rehab, so she decided to get her norks out in a magazine instead and – bammo – Lindsay Lohan's scored her first post-rehab acting gig, playing Charles Manson's sidekick in a movie by the producer of Barb Wire.
OK, so that first sentence should have read ' the best way to star in a film that nobody's likely to ever watch is to whap your boobies out' but it's too late to change it now.
Does anyone remember Charlie Sheen? We’ve not heard much from him since he starred in Hot Shots Part Deux. Is he alright? He’s not getting up to mischief is he? Of course he is. He’s currently the world’s most successful berk.
The transfer season may well be over, but the biggest football transfer of the year has just taken place. That’s right, after having their contracts terminated by Sky Sports, public whipping boys Richard Keys and Andy Gray have signed for conference side talkSPORT, in a deal said to be worth roughly the price of a few Fray Bentos pies.
