Fully vested in an orgy of British teevee at the moment. Why is it that the Brits have the best telly, especially comedy? I can give it up for Project Runway and Make Me A Supermodel, but most American stuff is so crap.
Here's something that may possibly be the best thing I've ever seen in my life (most definitely at least since the last best thing, and this one may reign for a while).
I'm not kidding, muthalicker.
Here's something that may possibly be the best thing I've ever seen in my life (most definitely at least since the last best thing, and this one may reign for a while).
I'm not kidding, muthalicker.
Labels: downstairs mix-up, love, mangina, Noel Fielding, Old Gregg, teevee, The Mighty Boosh, the superiority of British telly
posted by Ammie at 7:30 PM
2 Comments:
I can't actually pass a bottle of Baileys these days without slipping into an Old Gregg impersonation. Welcome to the cult.
I can't stop with the voice. I like you. Do you love me? I use it even when there are people around who don't know what the hell I'm talking about. Help me!
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