Britzl

Picture: Married to the Sea
They’ve found the British Josef Fritzl. I know the authorities already caught the Australian and American Josef Fritzls, from wot I did read about it in the papers and that.
Now, I’m no fan of the Fritzls but you have to admire the sheer size of the family, and the way they embraced emigration. Maybe the Fritzls in other countries will be better behaved.
Go Get Fucked
Look at this ad. Pretty tame. In fact, I don’t think there would be any harm in letting a child see that, as they wouldn’t cop on to the sexual meaning.
INDEPENDENT
Complaints about a television ad for a sex lubricant that appeared before its 11pm restriction were not upheld by a watchdog.Viewers complained the ad for Durex Play O gel, which showed the facial expressions of women who appeared to be experiencing sexual ecstasy, was offensive and unsuitable for broadcast.
The ad was cleared for broadcast after 11pm but appeared on Channel 4 shortly after 10pm during Gordon Ramsay’s F Word and Derren Brown Presents the 3D Magic Spectacular programmes.
Channel 4 said Gordon Ramsay’s F Word was of an adult nature and contained strong language and sexual innuendo, and that viewers of the programme would not have been offended by the ad.
The Advertising Standards Authority noted the viewers who complained believed the ad was unsuitable for broadcast at any time.
Anything of even the slightest sexual nature and these joyless, repressed trolls are running to the phone. The miserable cunts spend at least a week out of each month complaining about things.
I seriously think they should just kill themselves, so the world can be a little bit brighter for the rest of us.
Do Girls Really Eat Shit?
This shagging thing pissed me off. Not so much the stupid (shit) question, but the way the guy put two exclamation marks in the sentence, between words. How annoying.
Chatshit
I’m fascinated by RTÉ chat shows. It’s mad how they manage to pluck the most pointless, godforsaken guests out of thin air every week. Two-thirds of these guests are other RTÉ personalities. It’s clear that the presenters involved are morbidly embarrassed by the quality of guests; sometimes even the guests themselves seem embarrassed at how pointless and uninteresting they are. But nobody addresses the awful issue, and everybody pretends it’s great entertainment. The whole thing has an apologetic air.
“We tried to get Gore Vidal but he told us to fuck off. Instead we have some handicapped fella off Fair City and this woman who used to be in Dallas. Sorry lads.”









