Firstly and foremostly, a gargantuan apology is due to former Smug Prick Of The Year nominee Hugh Fearnley-Whittingstall. Hugh’s laudable campaign to halt the sale of mass-produced chickens is frankly so stirring and obviously unselfish that this sorry excuse for a website can completely and utterly retract every single word of our poorly-worded and unoriginally-thought-out Christmas feature. We’ll go so far as to say we’re genuinely apologetic for being dickheads and we’ll try harder in future.
And Ricky Gervais, now we come to think about it, although it’s become tooth-abcess-remindingly painful to hear your post-modern tales of success, the Christmas episode of Extras was exceptionally good. For what it’s worth anyway. And we've got a fucking cheek considering. As if Gervais reads this amateur-hour shit anyway. But there you go.
Oh and Jim Davidson. You’re still a cunt.
And Ricky Gervais, now we come to think about it, although it’s become tooth-abcess-remindingly painful to hear your post-modern tales of success, the Christmas episode of Extras was exceptionally good. For what it’s worth anyway. And we've got a fucking cheek considering. As if Gervais reads this amateur-hour shit anyway. But there you go.
Oh and Jim Davidson. You’re still a cunt.
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