I was going to tear to shreds the shits Wussell Bwand and jonathan Woss today but I see fatsally has already blogged on that topic. Suffice it to say then that Wossy is twenty years past his sell by date and the mostrously unfunny Russell Brand never had a sell by date. His comedy carer should have been condemned and thrown in the skip before some media trendy at BBC television decided to inflict more misery on a world already suffering from a surfeit of self indulgent “comedians.”
Anyone who is thinking of telling me how hilarious Brand is, before you do I’ve fucked your grandaughter. Or Daughter, or wife or mother. Or husband, son etc. See, its not funny at all is it? It’s peurile and insulting just like Brand. Not what you pay your licence fee to hear on television or radio
Wossy’s idea of comedy seems to consist of trying and failing to insult people, telling us, Robbie Williams style, what an enormous knob he has and begging women to have sex with him. (I’ve never forgiven Ross for micking all my original and very funny jokes after a radio show I did a few years ago. C.U. Next Tuesday Jonno.)
Brand’s humour also relies on talking about all te women who have fallen over themselves to have sex with him. The only thing remotely asmusing in this is the irony of our knowing Russell Brand’s sex life is confined to a monomgamous relationship with his right hand.
Others might try to suggest we Boggart Bloggers are old dinosaurs unable to appreciate modern humour. So how’s this for being cruel and insensitive:
Comedy is the hardest job in the world (to echo an old Fast Show sketch) On the other hand suicide is so easy even rock stars can do it.
Russell brand has tried to kill himself several times. If you can’t successfully off yourself Russ how do you ever expect to succeed in making people laugh. (Actually that’s not comedy, it’s cruelty. I hope he reads it :))