Daftest saying of the week

I have a problem with Big Brother. I normally despise it and find it really boring. After all, they're just normal people sitting around and doing nothing. I can see that on a bus. In fact, the average bus would contain a rather higher IQ than the Big Brother contestants could muster.

The Scotsman, however, is fascinated. I ignore it for weeks on end, scoffing at him, but then, something always seems to happen. Last year, it was those two who decided to have sex very privately by draping long table cloths over the dining table, and nipping underneath with a duvet.

This year it was last night. For anybody who didn't see this, Anthony (a nice but not exactly Nobel Prize winning geordie) got very drunk indeed, to the extent that he threw up in several places and could hardly stand.

He was looked after by Craig, a gay guy with a severe case of unrequited love for the afore mentioned Anthony, despite the fact that he is straight to the extent of having possibly had sex with a female participant in the pool a couple of weeks previously (they were both too drunk to be sure).

Craig looked after him by kissing him, telling him that he loved him, and fondling his inner thigh, despite Anthony's protestations.

This morning, I mentioned that I wouldn't mind being a fly on the wall in the house that particular morning. The Scotsman guffawed. Not the brightest thing I've ever said.