Yes folks, the useless overpaid cunts that we’re supposed to fawn over, or aim to emulate, grabbing £££££’s of filthy lukka for advertising.
Back in the day you had Normon Rossington and Joan Collins camping it up in the Campari ads, Boxing great Henry Cooper splashing Brut aftershave (it could never be named that today) and even Ted Heaths cabinet in the PG Tips ads.
Now though, we seem to have this never-ending procession of Multi £ Million Footballers, Actors and general Hollywood types, shilling as if they’re looking for lost £coins down the back of the sofa.
Cases in point :-
Judy Dench for some insurance outfit
Patrick Stewart, Sean Bean and Sarah Lancashire for Yorkshire Tea
DeNiro and Samuel L Jackson for Warburtons fucking bread
Harry fucking Rednapp for anything (that annoying red faced cunt would turn up to the opening of an envelope)
The latest to grind my gears is David hasbeen Beckham, advertising Stella Artois over-priced French piss, like he’s just realised he’s down to his last £800Million.
His hands are covered with tattoos – he looks like a Schizophrenic who’s been writing what the voices in his head say with a Biro on his skin ’cause the men in white coats won’t allow him paper,
What a fucking massive bell end.
Nominated by Lord of the Rings.