Just watched dancing on ice. The guy one it. And he should it was close...plus he felt the tit of the professional he was "dancing" with. I congratulate the celebrity performers of the show, especially the males, as dancing with those fit females, as they slice about on the snow in gossamer costumes, fannies open wide to the public save for a gusset and button fasteners, couldn't have been easy. I think it was only a matter of time before he cupped her breast.
Good on him, that's what I say. She's not a bad looking bit of stuff and she's as fit as fuck. You don't see many fat cunts on the ice do you, and there's a reason for that...it's hard enough skating on ice trying not to fall over without having to watch for cracks and holes in the ice where heavies have run their tracks. Kerry Katonia or whatever her name is was close to this. She's usually in good-ish shape too. She let me down, 'cause I like her sometimes when she's a bit slimmer. I know it's not easy because I've been called a fat bastard, usually from pricks. That Richard/Judy daughter had a good tit on here but as soon as you moved your gaze up and saw her face you knew instantly that she was the daughter of shaky, not Shakin' Stevens, but wobbly hands presented Judy Finiginiginiginiginginginigin. The daughter one nearly fell out of her costume last week and all credit to her for staying in, but I'd really rather she'd at least let one nipple show. It didn't do her mum any harm at the 2000 National TV Awards.
Anyway that's it over for another year and let's get the x-fucked her started, another bunch of twats, but gormless, hapless go lucky knob ends. I like the first couple of weeks when the special needs apply, it's good that they're not overlooked, it makes it such a joy to watch. I think they got their inspiration from those two lovely downs syndrome kids that danced on Blue Peter 20 years ago, or whatever it was. Nice. Now go and watch some tele.
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