whatistigerbalm finds herself wondering if anybody else feels this way:
If it's not fucking puppets, it's puppies and grandmothers in cardigans and flowery wallpaper and fecund white families and the good old* days and rustic cottages. I feel my brain cells shrivelling and giving up every time I turn the fucking television on. I now understand why I stopped watching TV when I first came to live in the UK some years ago.
I understand a cartoon tiger selling sugary shit to kids, but will adults really not get car insurance unless it's offered by an animated dog, a parrot, a meerkat, or a caricature of an opera singer? Must salt reduction have a mascot? Will no-one eat breakfast cereal unless it's knitted by grannies? And what the shit is going on in this one I don't even
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(* I ESPECIALLY LOVE THIS ONE NO SERIOUSLY YOU MUST SEE IT THEY ARE CLEARLY PROUD OF IT)
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Date: 2010-05-26 09:52 pm (UTC)Put like that, us Brits are quite a crazy bunch!!
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Date: 2010-05-27 02:13 am (UTC)