Friday, May 7, 2010
Holy Mother Of All That Is Sweet And Pure
Yeah, I know I should probably comment on the election. Maybe I should be all stressed that my country is now on the level of some made up country that elects a goat as Prime Minister.
But I know where my priorities lie. They lie with Murdock from the A-Team, and the fact that today is the greatest day of all time because I finally learnt his first name. It's James. At last, I need not puzzle over what to cry out in the throes of passion. James! Oh, James!
Also: how hot is he in the above TV spot? I am having cold sweats. I'm shaking with unbridled knicker-wetting lust. Just the sight of his side-parted mental ward hair at the beginning, oh. Oh, I don't want annnn-ee-body else. When I think about you I touch myself whoa-oh-oh.