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Another pointless rant
Nov. 7th, 2007 07:37 pmGod, I fucking hate those KFC ads. You know, the ones that seriously suggest that getting one of their fat arsed meal deals with coleslaw and chips and Coke and shit is a perfectly fine way to feed your family their main dinner instead of, y'know, cooking some actual food. Latest one has Smug Middle Class Mum cancelling a table at a restaurant where presumably her family were going to go and celebrate something and telling her kids who don't want to get out of their fancy dress to eat at a motherfucking table with knives and forks like civilised fucking people for a change that she's had 'a better idea' (Smug Middle Class Voiceover woman informs us that going out is 'all that hassle') - instead she has a big bucket of the cheapest, nastiest steroid injected battery poultry scrapings covered in salt and deep fried in hydrogenated omni-fats for her brood to eat in front of Big Cunting Brother or some other Godawful shit. KFC: For when you've given up on life. And yet it's the snacking singing Call Centre girl that get all the complaints. Let the poor bitch sing. She works at a call centre. She's most likely barraged with rude customers, deliberately impossible targets, thick-as-shit managers, humiliating 'incentives' and paid tuppence ha'penny an hour. Singing with her mouth full's probably the only joy she gets from 9 to 5.
And why is Kerry 'That's why Mum's gone to Rehab' Catona still hawking prefrozen anal scrapings for Iceland? Every time she chirps about how we should all go down there and get a million fishfingers for £2.99 Mum To Mum and all that I'm not sure whether to laugh, cry or stove my head in with a steam iron just to make it stop.
Pah!
Apart from that and some stupid Parcelforce courier deciding to merrily drive on the wrong side of the road at the traffic islands where I was trying to cross (foolishly looking in the direction that the traffic was actually supposed to be coming from - how much of an idiot am I?) without looking where she was going and therefore narrowly avoiding me and my buggy before parking up on a fucking mini roundabout (where do they get these people from?) I've had quite a nice day.
And why is Kerry 'That's why Mum's gone to Rehab' Catona still hawking prefrozen anal scrapings for Iceland? Every time she chirps about how we should all go down there and get a million fishfingers for £2.99 Mum To Mum and all that I'm not sure whether to laugh, cry or stove my head in with a steam iron just to make it stop.
Pah!
Apart from that and some stupid Parcelforce courier deciding to merrily drive on the wrong side of the road at the traffic islands where I was trying to cross (foolishly looking in the direction that the traffic was actually supposed to be coming from - how much of an idiot am I?) without looking where she was going and therefore narrowly avoiding me and my buggy before parking up on a fucking mini roundabout (where do they get these people from?) I've had quite a nice day.
