The CBC (Canadian Broadcasting Corporation) is running some distasteful adverts for their late evening series The Hour, starring (I wish it didn't) the incomparable George Stroumboulopoulos. I have noticed that in the bits of this hour I have watched in the last few weeks, Georgie-pie introduces himself as "your boyfriend", and now the brains at the CBC are using this delectable morsel in these promos. My answer is, "hey, he ain't my boyfriend".
Now I know why I'm as straight as a ruler -- if the pickin's are that lean; the choices that limited...
Unless I was drunk out of my mind -- which has been known to happen with me -- and for some reason I "ended up" with George one day, then he's the kind of boyfriend I would keep hidden away in the basement. The only problem is, my basement has barely five feet plus an inch or two of clearance...
... Perfect!
1 comment:
Well Barry, since you alluded to it in this post, I feel it's time I can now confess my suspicions about your constant jibes against dear George.... is this rage all to cover up some.... passion?
Post a Comment