Tuesday, January 19, 2010
anatomy & tv tongs
It’s been a rough couple of days. So imagine my delight when I saw that Grey’s Anatomy is back on the tube.
Break out the piñata and bring on the ‘tong. Bill Tong. Pete’s brother.
It’s party time.
Fuck yes, and I haven’t even missed the first episode.
Granted, my retro Comodore 64 exuse-for-a-television is giving me uphill. I had to pull out the dsTV smart card about 8000 times during the Kardashian marathon this weekend, simply because my screen just goes blank.
So I've taken to lying on the couch with a pair of braai tongs.
So that I can pull out and re-insert the dsTV smart card without having to move any of my body parts.
Like Mr Bean with the ticket dispenser.
My satellite dish is also acting as more of a water catchment wok, than a reliable signal transmission device. What with the daily afternoon typhoons we’re having at the moment.
Bummer about George.
My mate reckons they killed him off because he was gay.
‘Yeah I heard.’
‘Serious. I was taking the piss.’