So once again Children In Need rolls around, dragging Z list 'celebrities' along with it in order to grab as much cash as possible from you. (I wonder how much of their appearance fee goes to the charity? Hmm?) Its been going on since forever and has become a kind of start to the countdown for Christmas.
Well I want no part of it and if this makes me a Scrooge figure then fine, I'll take it, it matters not. I find it particularly galling this year to be asked to dig deep, when most of the country is on its ass due to government cuts everywhere we turn. How dare the BBC (yes its that foul corporation again) demand money from us in return for paper thin 'entertainment' from people who were it not for Simon Cowell would struggle to sell out a toilet.
I give plenty of cash throughout the year without being into this sickly mess. Hell if the BBC really want to help children in need then why don't they donate £10 from everyones TV licence fee to charity? Eh? Why not do that intead? They'd get far more money because we're FORCED to pay that. At least I wouldn't have to look at that stupid Pudsey bear then. Greedy, sickening people.
So don't go looking at me for money, we ALL need money the way this country is being flushed down the toilet. Sorry but due to being strongarmed to fork out for television licences and being taxed out the backside then I have no money to spare so take those no mark singers and that foul teddy bear and f**k off. Now.
For the most part im a gentle, contented soul, happy to let life go on its merry way. But sometimes things happen that would test the patience of a saint (or a poet) and for these little troubles I give you Ranter the Shanter ~ Born to shant, Loves to rant! You think im cute when I get mad? Well in a minute im about to be f**king gorgeous.
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