Oh, ho....oh ho, ho, ho....aaah, tee, hee, hee, hee, hee......fnaar, fnaar. A classic!
My views on
celebrity/chat magazines aimed at women have been aired here before but this just can't go unmentioned.
An advert for Closer magazine is trumpeting the rag's thrilling, front page story this week about chimp-eared, ugly-stick-victim and footballing genius-cum-yobbo Wayne Rooney and his significantly chav other, Colleen McLoughlin. "Get this week's Closer magazine", it barks, "and find out why Colleen stayed with Wayne after his brothel shame."
Uurrrmmm. Ooh, now, let me think. Because of his sparkling intelligence, razor-sharp wit and leading man good looks? Because of her deep and spiritual love for him which makes Romeo and Juliet seem like just fuck buddies? No, no, it's got me. I shall simply HAVE to go out to buy Closer. I can't wait.
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