Stupid News cast, just like those damn Dawson's River kids, sleeping in each others beds and what not...
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What kind of cheese will I eat today? forget it
I have come to the point where I hate the news.
Weatherman, take your 80% chance of rain and stick it where the sun don’t shine. I don’t need some idiot pointing to Vancouver on a map. I know where it is. And that’s not just because there’s big bold, black shiny letters addressing it. And further more, get the hell out of the way of the rest of BC, I don’t care if you got a new suit or haircut or whatever, I want to know what the weather is in Kelowna and you’re busy blocking important cities doing some freekin’ faerie dance and one would think you’re in an upcoming Andrew Lloyd Weather production. Sportsguy, grow up. I get it, “you’re a man” “you have male reproductive organs” now take off that stupid pink shirt you’re NOT Peter Mansbridge. And for you news announcers. I get it, the prompter has run short and you have nothing to say but blab about your kids and how early you have to wake up the next morning. But you get paid more than six grand a month. Stop pretending like you give a damn because believe it or not, I can see right through those seven layers of makeup, high heels and gaudy jewelry. And as for the women, I can see through your ‘like I care’ attitude because your so uncomfortable most of the time you’d think when you dressed up like a frigid b**ch for Halloween you would have remembered to take off the costume.
I rather watch the BBC. They’re eyebrows have a mind of their own, their clothes look like they’re prehistoric and yet they report the most efficiently, professionally and get to the point so fast you don’t even have to hear about the second camera man getting a hair cut.
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