Just had supper and on the box is that awful song contest. Well the results anyway and I initially couldn't be arsed to find the remote and switch channels. After hearing that fucking butt-licking shtbag with a motorbike name, I did though, but I'm wondering who the fuck gave him the job? He's a fooking bigger knob than that other Irish twat and no mistake. I'm surprised he can take it up the arse he's so fooking full of himself already.
