Another look at a current news-worthy item, inspired by a moribund fish.
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I do think the pundits might have displayed a little more 'new-world-savvy' mind you. I mean, come on, they're in the public eye, their every move scrutinized and recorded. So to comment on something so sensitive, offending old-boilers and fit-hotties alike, was a bit naÃ¯ve when you think about it; which they obviously didn't.
Their stupidity is all the more baffling when you consider the fact that they both battled great handicaps to get where they are (or were) today, only to throw it all away with a few off the cuff remarks.
For example, it is a little known fact that Richard Keys shares a symbiotic existence with two male caterpillars.
"What the hell's that damned fish on about now?" I hear you cry (if there's anyone still there........ hello......hello.....) but it's true dear friend, it's true.
Apparently the furry duo's part in this curious life triage is to aid Richard's vision, his perceptions of the world around him; though the task is not necessarily limited merely to what he sees.
Sitting fat and bold above each of the presenter's beady little eyes, they deflect dust, crap, insults and examples of acceptable conduct. So much like eyebrows have they become that the portly fellas have even turned black; though their pigment change can probably be attributed to their close proximity to Richard's brain and the darkness therein.
Still, even the indestructible qualities of Bruce Willis's dirty, white vest could not have deflected the shit storm poor Richard found himself in, so we shouldn't blame them too much.