Well at least Americans weren't the only fucking idiots as Britain as well fucked up their country due to a vote in 2016. Only downside is unlike us they couldn't help relieve what happened by voting again in 2020. Although with the way things are going half the voters over here seem more than willing to repeat the same four year debacle all over again by voting Trump. Which would be like if Britain at the end of this year had a vote to return to the EU or stay independent and yet somehow not to join back up won a 2nd time. I mean I get it Biden isn't great or even good and would rather not have him in office but when the choice is him or Trump it's an easy one because even if Biden losses all brain function in the next four years his cabinet can just do everything or replace him with the VP who I also don't care for but still way better then Trump. Meanwhile if something happens to Trump while in office we would just get his VP who is gonna be pretty much just as bad as him.
That credit sequence is incredible. And it's nice to see names AND faces behind production... Assuming they're not actors... And after watching this show, you get suspicious
Remember struggling to watch this show with all the copyright takedowns and poorly seeded torrents. An incredible program that basically gave you what media-junkie YT is now but usually much better.
It basically rained all year in 2012; no-one had BBQs, everyone had their wedding photos taken inside, everyone went on holiday abroad (US was the most visited), convertible roofs weren't down, no-one bought suncream that year, my school trip to Pleasure Island was cancelled, no sports days nor other events.
Ugh "Exploring with Josh" right: he looks totally granola: I guess that's for the best since if he was Rodney King he'd be dead. You know I feel a lot of pity for him: he's there pondering past the nearly hidden grave hedges to the possibly ivory piano with no forensics kit or defence against ticks and bugs, right? No one ever says "Josh...don't you think it's creepy about the dead people?" Because it totally is. That's not even the worst bit: instead of the old "days of yore" explorers, I saw a guy driving a camera drone around a locked house he left in the wardrobe when he surveyed the property: *what* a gentleman. By which I specifically mean- oh my creepy what-the-h*ll!?!? Remind me not to send anyone there. I heard the English tourists got the old Heave-ho in the Spanish pub in Gran Canaria (also a cancer party, and possible a fry-alive competition), I thought they were being a bit harsh since most of our pub customers were lovely. Charming,even, right? So it turns out there's a special tabloid "Brits Most Wanted" parade of pasty ferret farmer-looking teenagers: Guess what? They all moved to Spain. All the exciting stuff in the English language is being said in Spain. I bet they were all at the World Cup, looking pale and over-priveleged completely ignorant of their Tony Montana style Hacienda Denouments in the future! If only holy Jesus could have warned them they were abandoning the path of righteousness
Spain's beautiful but I'm very UV sensitive at the minute (I'm actually taking retinol for conjunctivitis ) and when I was young it was considered declasse to go so my parents went to Greece. There's dead romantic post ironic star gazing to do in Greece, and elegantly dilapidated huge monuments. I just love that. Actually it's similarly gorgeously romantically dilapidated in Iraq 🇮🇶 but might be too heavily post ironic. Tempting, though. Oh, I had a giant whinge about speed-reading radio commercials. I hate that *rage* but you can't just switch it off you have to listen like blinking Kraken bitcoin. "T's and C's apply Krakenisn'treallyinsuredandyoucoulddiehorriblyofchokinghazardsdon'tthougheventhoughitskerazy.KrazyKraken: the very *best* drain to throw your money in. Bitcoin like original Coca-Cola is showing it's no decaf version of money! It's rallied to intimidatingly expensive again so I'm watching to see if the graph is secretly a design of a new Alton Towers roller-coaster.
Ugh, bambi thug: nah, i wouldn't pay you for it. Actually it's a scary giant octopus thing but the woman pretending to be in a cat with no shoes on was playing with the tissue paper laser jellyfish so it might have seemed *autre* to be honest, I already thought that the Muslim rape and murder of drafted Israeli soldiers was so appallingly disgusting that I decided Hamas have no Disney every again ever, that being racist Iike a common trollop diva b*tch was more than cheap: it was untenable. Guess what? There were no fish hooks for bambino thug to wear that day. Because she was so hugely *stupid* the fish were wearing them as jewellery. In New York City, there's a new game hunting park I assume, it's called *fresh kills* . I'm filled with a hate so huge I can hardly believe that dressing up as *dinner* for disgusting trashy plastic-sentiment new York City was actually like the worst plan I could possibly think of. Could she be more dumb if she was Billie Eilish? Did she think that the value of raging actually spuming voluminous idiocy was more than the McTrash they value higher than their courtesy? No. Trollops are two bits and chips are two bucks so bambi thug shall f*king reheckognise before new York jab her in the back like the tight fisted copyright mangling ,shark keeping psycho homunculi they *glaringly* ,annoyingly, cheaply, selfishly, are.
Hey Charlie Brooker: Guess what? I was looking at a derelict old mental institution for kids in the bronx right? So at the top floor the guy with the key says "this barbell is still wrapped in [silver] tape. Wow that's heavy. It's so heavy it would break the floor if I dropped it," right? So basically you can't be a fat mental patient in that place which made me disrespect them. What if the shark and the *Fresh Kills* park are just the icing on a horribly hilarious cake of idiot logic that ends up with a mental institution full of vain homunculi who aren't allowed to work out or eat properly? What a prize? The cameras are mega pixel ilk but there's no mic to talk to the pharmacy staff- who would let such a thing go? Unless... it's *not* a mental health clinic it's a midget eating racket and the 100 pound barbell basically counts...as attempted diva murder.
Okay, in my head I can see kids doing ESP tests on a hot summer afternoon dressed as That Seventies Show, but they said the extraterrestrial spooky stuff was at Montauk, which is where the shark lives. It was just a bad dream
"A clingfilm parcel of Frankfurter meat that's been kicked through a yellow cobweb" - Brooker on Trump. Still one of the funniest things I've ever heard.
Shutter Island ey? Was that the undeclared sequel to the Titanic? I used to have bad dreams about living in a cottage on the side of a frozen cove in St John's in Nova Scotia, and trekking Mt frozen *ss to school every day :-/ Worse, I had a nightmare the Shutter Island contiguation goes to The Shining or something like it. Then I had a nightmare about Scream and the nazi invasion of Los Angeles in world war 2. Like a hostage situation in a big casino. I bet it was horrible working there before the security cameras were invented. When I was young I read a lot of YA novels about the Vampires of Anaheim. I had a look at the neighbourhood, there isn't much cover for real vampirism , not even nazis in the blood bank. I found an abandoned insane asylum north of LA but it looks like it might have been really fancy, looking like a stately home or french heritage site: I probably wouldn't have tried to sell them girl scout cookies
I had a great idea, that Seth Green was the joker of Los Angeles, inspired by the orange pumpkin hot air balloon they raised at Halloween. I was like "yh, it was the casino " and I spray painted my Vans gold. It must have been sad for them when the hurricane season was so dangerously near them. Anyway so I was looking at the jihad cheerleader pyramid in North Africa thinking "they all look very similar in those suits, I bet it's difficult not to swap wives by accident when they all sing the same song
I was just listening to my mom's totally ice cold crime drama yeah where Totally Mature Army Spy is trying to talk down Tweaking Pint Size Neurosis on the phone. "Oh that's great!" I thought "just like real life this is super boring. That should be generally off-putting. "I can't wait to tell everyone there's a spy next door!" Said Pint Size Neurosis. "Yeah,well Julianne, I can't wait to tell the coroner how the man Eating fire ants who chobbled your decayed corpse also contain dna from tiny children." B*tch. Why not go get Louis Theroux, Boris Johnson and Daniel Craig and they can tell us about cutting age modern technical security in an unbearably dreary way. "Hi, Boris. Your voice is so boring, I used it as morphine in the matrix. Nice one."
