Adverts

I hate adverts. Once i was sitting in my front room happily enjoying an episode of that programme that is set in a monkey enclosure...what is it called... ah yes ... emmerdale! i was content almost in a catatonic state of numbness ( could be something to do with all the sheep in that program?) when suddenly i was shoved violently into the noise and neural confusion that is an ad break. i was so startled that i almost had a Nam flash back and Karate chopped my mum in the face, but i didnt, which is a shame cos that would have been kinda sweet! in the world of the ad there is one name that is feared than most and it is Barry Scott the twit sorry did i say twit? i meant complete and utter ear rapist! from the cilit bang adverts. now me calling him that isnt just me being vulgar, thats what he does he shouts about cilit bang in such a way that it makes you feel dirty and used. Who is he even? i watch loads of tv and ive never ever ever seen him before and suddenly he just turns up and starts screaming down the set at people and making children cry and animals commit suicide. Im going to hunt and kill him for the good of humanity like in that jean claude van damme film called hard target. i hate barry scott