Eyes? Weary.
Heart? Broken.
Senses? Numb.
Spirit? Flawed
Hope? Gone
Belief? Extinguished.
Do you feel proud then Babestation?
Or you S66?
Are you proud at BS of your money grabbing, morale sapping, boredom inducing, gimmick filled ruthlessness?
Are you proud S66 of your endless parties to celebrate only your own self indulgence and proud of your magazine that seems as innocuous as it appears remotely heralded?
Are you both proud to be consistently outdone by a channel that in my eyes and in theory at least should command my unrivalled disdain for the two things I loathe more than anything? Bed sets and set sharing.
Are you proud to have achieved just that alone as a starter on the menu of misery.
Or maybe you are not satisfied and you would like the main course menu of mercenary filled, monotonous, motionless, statue like moroseness the like of which even the greyest of garden gnomes could struggle to live with.
Cut to logo, hold a camera position to near enough a daytime visual strength and demonstrate camerawork quality akin to that with a lens cap still being on
.
Cut to a 2 minute challenge or a quickfire round.
Schedules of mayhemic flux and confusion matched only by a despair ridden sense of wonder as to where the variety and visual stimulus has gone.
Sets so devoid of character and colour, so tired and clapped out that if cameras were human even they would fall asleep to dream of something better.
Maybe your appetite of nightshow destruction has still not been quenched.
£2.00 per minute to speak to a catalogue of babes who seem now to treat callers and non callers with equal disdain
. Callers deemed as sad, lonely perverts with nothing better to spend their time and money on.
Non callers deemed as.........oh now what was the word?
Oh yes I remember now............Freeloaders
.
And all and sundry no doubt are deemed in one universal category by babes and channels alike. That of 'Losers'
.
Except that this meal is one that I and many of us can't stomach anymore.
The fall from grace of both you Babestation and you S66 is thoroughly depressing and soul destroying. The competition between you has been anything but healthy.
You have succeeded only in making each other worse in terms of visual stimulus by virtue of screwing every pound out of as many folk as possible.
It is shameless money grabbing that has actually reduced my calls to just 3 or 4 babes on an occasional basis. You have succeeded in turning legend to lethargy, temptress to turgidity and excitement to exasparation.
The expectation you have created now is of feeble disappointment in the visual product that has left me utterly disillusioned
.
And alas I fear there is no hope of a return to glories past.
The motivation appears absent to put on a real show.
Self censoring in fear of who might be watching and waiting to pounce on just one false move. The dare and excitement of the past is I fear destined to stay just there........ in the past.
I will watch Tori tonight in the hope she can rekindle just a bit of love for the shows I used to love so much
. But to be honest my spirit is broken
.
My hope is gone
.
Snookered has put his cue in it's case and thrown away the chalk
.
The table is clear.
The light is out.
And with the darkness now comes not horniness and titilation but what was really always meant to be. Sleep.
Sleep to dream of something better ironically in an environment I loathed to watch on BS and S66 but always loved in the comfort of my own home.
That of a bed. So let me dream of a nude 2-4-1 in the shower featuring Ashley and Tori or Clare and Kandi or Lola and Jenna.
The dream has to be better than the reality anyway
.