(Kylie’s best asset – Day Admin)
The fuss about the end of Neighbours is a load of cunt.
I know there was an unfathomable craze for this programme in the late 80s. But, the truth is, it was shite.
The godawful pop careers of a good few of its stars was bad enough (Kylie and Jason, we know about. But Craig McLachlan for fuck’s sake).
But the way this country compulsively watched this excrement and the rabid hype that surrounded it was totally absurd. Every cunt was at it. But there was nothing good about it whatsoever. Crappy sets, diabolical acting, and you couldn’t even laugh at it (like you could at Prisoner Cell Block H).
Neighbours was so bad, it made Crossroads look like Coronation Street in 1970. Neighbours always was crap of the highest order. I hated it then and I hate it now. It also had the most cringeworthy TV theme of all time.
Nominated by: Norman



