Simon Cowell Goes To Wales, Slags It Off
Hear that noise? That tiny high-pitched squeaking noise? That's us farting in terror at the realisation that a new series of X Factor is just weeks away. Because every year it's always the bloody same - week after week of listening to turgid
Whitney Houston cover versions sung by blubbering personality voids, all preceded by
Simon Cowell going on a whistlestop tour of the country to tell everyone in each region that they're awful at singing and should probably try killing themselves.
Most recently, Simon Cowell has been to Wales. Cue predictable outrage in 5, 4, 3, 2...
A Friday Quickie, To Tickle Your Comedy Gland
There are times in life when things look bad, when you don't see the point in much and when, well, you just downright hate things.
Then something happens that picks you up, makes you happy again and fills you with a beaming smile that somehow manages to envelop your entire body, filling your whole physical presence with joy from head to toe.
Take, for example, when a UFO sighting was reported somewhere
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