can be classified as a vapid, self-obsessed, Heat Magazine interview aspiring, Premiership footballer/Sarah Harding as fashion role model regarding, whiny, oxygen thief cunt.
'Oh no, I'm stuck on this island with all of these horrible duplicitous chav types' No shit, surely you must have watched it prior to auditioning...SURELY?!
The way that each time some peroxided haired Thames Valley non-entity chooses to live on island 50 metres away they all break down in tears and look at each other with looks of disappointment not seen since the failure of the Warsaw Uprising.
What has happened to us as a people? We used to be hardy types who set sail to the four corners of the earth, met interesting new people, frequently killed them and then taught the survivors English. These days we can't even make it as far as the Costa Brava without huddling together in a grotty ex-pat ghetto, demanding ham and eggs and yesterday's edition of the Sun.
Seriously though, what are we going to do when the new Hitler comes along, set him a series of beach based challenges and then vote on whether or not he can send his massed armoured divisions in to kill us or not?
I hate this country.
Do they have Shipwrecked in Ireland? I'm
renouncing my Britishness forthwith.
Erin go bragh or something.