That's just plain wrong
Look, I have no intention of turning this blog into a guide to what’s on TV, perhaps some passing reference to Britain’s Got Saddos and the lack of talent in your average Piers Morgan, but not a full on preview of the evening’s listings.
An exception, though, for tonight’s must see; My Car is My Lover.
No, not as in mine’s a Scooby and I love it but who really love their cars. You know, as in: “Come here my cheeky little French Citroen naughty person while I spank you on the deformable bumper.”
Oh the shame of having to own up to once ‘having’ an Austin Allegro.
Justin fell in love with his VW after restoring it. ‘She’ became the centre of his attentions to the extent that he has actually enjoyed sex with the vehicle. Safe sex, of course. He wore a seat belt.
I am no sure of the vehicle excise implications of enjoying motoring in this way but I don’t suppose it is a lot worse than those drivers who behave so badly on the road that we refer loudly to their private manual habits.
It’s not a new idea. In the celebrated adult comic Viz, Roger Mellie, The Man On The Telly stood in for Jeremy Clarkson and annonced that he likes the test car so much he was not going to drive it, he was gong to...Oh you get the idea
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Towen wrote...
What's the fella in the background of that picture doing? Does he get his kicks from watching others licking their cars? Thankfully his bottom half is obscured as I'm fearing he may be trouserless.
Posted by: Towen | May 30, 2008 9:55 AM