Carol Vorderman (9)


I used to have a soft spot (well, actually not so soft if I’m honest) for Carol. She always struck me as a proper lass, someone you could have a drink, a flirt and a laugh with down the pub.

This last year or so however, she seems to have mutated into a ranting gobshite masquerading as a ‘political commentor’. It’s not an attractive sight, and it’s pretty boring to boot.

Of course you’re entitled to your opinion ducks, but honestly, your political ‘insights’ are shallow and your demeanour is both unpleasant and vindictive. Do us all a favour love, and stick to doing what you do best; that’s flashing your arse for the tabloids instead of talking out of it.

Daily Fail

Nominated by Ron Knee.

71 thoughts on “Carol Vorderman (9)

  1. I don’t know, and nor do I care what she might self-identify as.
    To me, she looks like a trawler’s net full of old spacehoppers, and likely smells the same.
    I pity the crem that has the job of turning her into ashes. I’d imagine it might go off like a Czar-bomb.

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