Grim Friday

On the day on which Jesus died so that we could all be temporary vegetarians and abstain momentarily from drinking the water that he so kindly turned into wine, I thought that this might cheer everyone up a bit.

Because let's be honest: kissing a cross covered in pensioner slobber after a day of fasting does not a fun Friday make (whoever added the 'Good' was delusional). Thank God (...) then, for Sadie B.

Now, I bet you can't wait for Sunday after that. Very uplifting. I particularly like the part where she reminds me about the collection bag.

Um.....

This is so shit, I actually can't think of anything clever to say. A song has robbed me of my powers. I just don't understand how this was made. I can't understand why someone would sing it. It is beyond me why someone would write it, and then inflict it upon the rest of the world. I am lost for words.



Unfortunately, there is going to be a lot more where that came from:



Sort of makes Brian McFadden date-rape songs more appealing, doesn't it?