X Factor needs to just fuck OFF.
X Factor (or Shite Factor as I've venomously called it) just needs to fuck off, full stop. It's the biggest load of fake bullshit that's ever been on tv. Don't get me wrong, like everyone else in Britain on a warm September day back in 2004 I too was suckered into believing that x factor was the dogs bollocks. Then I took off those Rose tinted spectacles and realised....it was complete and utter shite. And the sob stories!! Oh. My. Frigging. GOD!! "Well, it all started way back when, and I lost my penis in an unfortunate smelting accident, then my dog cheated on me with next door neighbours cat and moved out, then my car which was also my house veered off the cliff I lived on" I mean COME ON REALLY?!? Then they go in and miraculously, they're shit but their whole sob story gets them through. I can just imagine what the application form question is for that; "write down in this box any unfortunate events that have happened to you in the past e.g mugged by a dwarf, any limbs or genitalia randomly falling off, your shoes being robbed by a mugger and leaving you on bricks" where does it end?! Simon "my really high trousers must constantly tickle my balls because I have a permanent smug arse expression on my face that people just wanna smack/punch/pulverise delete as applicable" Cowell, please please please PLEASE axe this shit, don't you think you have enough monies in the bank to keep you in teeth whitener and ball ticklers for the rest of your natural life?! Rant over LOL.