Talk Rubbish

I used to like Talk Radio before it became the ghastly Talk Sport. It had good presenters and offered up a tidy range of subject where callers would be encouraged to join in on debates. I hardly turned the station off. During work or play, Talk Radio was always on.
Since changing to Talk Sport however (and it really ought to be Talk Football as they hardly cover other sports), it has gone right down the craphole. Radio to make you want to vomit too. A drab, soulless affair, hosted by backslapping, oafish blokes who have about as much class as a skip full of Bacardi Breezers.
The worst pair are on sometime in the afternoon and are as entertaining as mud. So rubbish are they that I forget their names but I wouldn't sour this page and mention them even if I did. They have faces you want to punch too: one looks like a thick horse and the other has the face of weasel crossed with a field mouse.
I had the misfortune to catch a bit of their sh!tty show a couple of days ago due to the radio oddly being unable to pick up my usual stations (Radio Wales and WBAP Texas). During part of their show they were talking about a newspaper columnist who had written that some football player was a waster because of some reason or another. (I wasn't really paying attention as warts are more fun than football). Anyway this pair of prats decided to turn on the writer and say something along the lines of, "this footballer is worth £110,000, he has medals and a journalist calls him a waster! I mean who is the real waster?"
EXCUSE THE F**K ME, BUT WHAT GIVES THESE TWO TUURDS THE RIGHT TO IMPLY SOMEONE IS A WASTER SIMPLY BECAUSE HE WROTE HIS OPINION IN A NEWSPAPER? CRETINS! THE HUMBLE HACK HAS MORE INTERGRITY IN HIS THUMB THAN ANY FOOTBALLER AND I KNOW WHO I WOULD RATHER GET SHANTED UP WITH! UNBELIEVABLE! AND THIS COMING FROM A PAIR WHO THINK THEMSELVES 'COMEDIANS', WHICH IS A JOKE IN ITSELF BECAUSE THEY HAVE ABOUT AS MUCH HUMOUR AS TERMINAL CANCER! AND NOT FORGETTING THEY WORK FOR AN UTTERLY SEXIST RADIO STATION. THE DAILY SPORT OF RADIO! A POX ON THEM BOTH! NURSE! FIRST AID IF YOU WOULD BE SO KIND!

Blackberry = FAIL! Prt II

Ive ranted before and I am ranting again and if this blog puts just one person off then my job is complete. TO ANYONE THINKING OF BUYING A BLACKBERRY 'SMARTPHONE' (SMART MY ASS) DESIST! GO BUY SOMETHING ELSE! GET AN iPHONE OR AN ANDROID OR ALIEN OR WHATEVER THE F**K THEY'RE CALLED! BUT STAY CLEAR OF THE CRAPBERRY! SERIOUSLY, IGNORE THIS WARNING AT YOUR PERIL! IT MIGHT LOOK THE CLASSIER PHONE BUT ITS LIKE DODOS; CUTE BUT THEY ARE SH!T AT FLYING. A BLOODY SHAMBLES.
THEIR SERVICE WENT DOWN UP LAST NIGHT AND TODAY THEY ARE ALL SNIVELLING APOLOGIES BUT ITS STILL NOT BACK 100% THE AZZHOLES. I MEAN WHAT THE ACTUAL F**K?!
I ONCE LOOKED AT THE BLACKBERRY PRODUCT AS SLICK AND COOL, AND WAS EXCITED AT THE PROSPECT OF OWNING ONE. UNTIL I DID OWN ONE, THEN SUDDENLY 'SLICK' AND 'COOL' BECAME LAME AND FRUSTRATING. AN UNRELIABLE, BOLLUX TWISTING, ABYSMAL FAILURE. AND I RUE THE B@STARD DAY! OH HOW I RUE!! I RUE LIKE A MOTHERF**KER!! AND YOU WILL TOO IF YOU ARE SUCKED IN BY THE PHONES STYLISH LOOKS. DO YOURSELVES A HUGE FAVOUR AND GO SPEND YOUR HARD EARNED POUNDS ON A DIFFERENT PHONE. YOU CAN THANK YOUR DEAR RANTER BY ME A FEW DRINKIES WITH SOME OF THE CASH YOU SAVE. MINE'S A GLENFIDDICH. EXTRA LARGE.