During the pilot stage of a televised audition and casting show conceived to pluck a short list and crown this years blog idol from a circus of thousands of mostly dismal applicants, the self-appointed (and some would say, rashly opinionated) judging committee abandoned their project in it's rudimentary stages over an irksome argument that developed whilst deciding the final name for this award. The following short list formed the battleground upon which no reliable conclusion could be arrived at:
jack idol
cheerful idol
beautiful idol
unreliable idol
revolutionary idol
humdrum idol
pandemic idol
goldfish idol
flux idol
I myself, being bone idle, thought this a more accurate moniker for these ever reflexive activities.
It was subsequently muted that a runners-up show filmed at Elstree studios would be considered, in which these candidates would be encouraged to blog in and out of each others lives in pretended domestic intimacy and these interactions be monitored and commented upon. The working title of this show is Celebrity Big Blogger.
1 comment:
Not Jack Idol. That sounds like a porn star and brings unpleasant scenarios involving wrenches to mind.
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