Friday, 9 November 2007

The Bad Book - Jeremy Kyle

Who does Jeremy Kyle think he is? Every morning, he rounds up the stragglers from the dole que, packs them into his studio, reveals the real biological fathers of a child or two, then proceeds to disect the situation with a series of pseudo-psycholoical phrases.

Except half the time, he hasn't got a clue what he is talking about! Every time he muses, 'hmm, interesting theory', or 'well it's probably because you were rejected by the neighbours dog', he sounds more like he has highlighted and memorised bits of a psychology textbook than someone with actual insight.

The other half of the time, he is just patronising. He may as well say to guests, 'well that's because you are a fucking idiot'. Who does that little scrote think he is? I preferred him on the radio, when the guest's problems were raunchier (there was once a woman considering the down sides of a spit roast) and you couldnt see he stern little face.

So that's why you're in the bad book Kyle. You Twat.

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