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Gypsy Creams

Well - fuck me ragged - Channel 5 has just had on - one of the crappiest, low-budget, most banal TV programs it's ever been my misfortune to see. Just when I think TV can't get any worse up pops this pile of shite.

It features quote - "Celebrities" - waxing lyrical about their favourite biscuit. I'm sure they did the show for their deep rooted love of digestives and not for the cash - yep right.

I was just dozing on the sofa and it was already on. Give it a go I thought; I mean, I love bikkies, so it should have been a winner. Well, there were no fucking dog biscuits on it at all - so that got my dander up for a kick-off. And who are these people on the show? I've never heard of 'em. I've never seen 'em on anything. I genuinely have no idea who they are. I bet not even their Mum's know they're a celebrity.

My uncle tells me when he was a lad his favourite biscuit was called - Gypsy Creams. He loved eating them as a treat when visiting his gran. BIG TIP HERE: don't try Googling "Gypsy Creams" -you'll get all sorts of images back. Just try explaining THAT to the missus as she wanders by.

I chanced my arm - or should that be paw - and found proof they existed. There was even a South African version, called Romany Creams! I bet the PC brigade got wind of that and had them renamed as Itinerant Traveler Alternative Lifestyle, and I have a Problem with Authority - Creams. Now - that's not gonna fit on the fuckin' packet is it?

Just for the record the winner was - the Chocolate Digestive. Woof !

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