I noticed we had a fair few celeb deaths last year.
Every night I went to bed clinging to the hope that Ricky Gervais would be the next one. I don't understand why the fat-faced egocentric greasy-haired giraffe penis continues to live in this world, and that they're MAKING me share a planet with him. He made The Orafice (and only made two series of that because he's a lazy fuck) and then the horrendously appalling "Extras" (so called because that was his pet name for his co-actors and "star" guests), a show made entirely so that morons pining over the loss of The Orafice were able to pretend it was still on. Then he did stand-up, and went down in history as the world's first stand-up whose audience were paid to go and see him.

I get up every morning, look out the window and see all the stabbings on the street, and the petty crimes against our society, I watch the news and see people like myself in massive debt, disaster in Haiti, unrest and war... and I think, it would all be more bearable if Gervais' ugly face was long expired and rotting somewhere below the ground.

Oh, any Amy Winehouse. What a cunt. I have seriously seen drains more attractive than her.
(Zgrzyt My dog gets more Christmas cards than I do., Fri 5 Feb 2010, 9:45, Reply)