Nul Points!

Am I missing something? The Eurovision Song Contest is having us on! How can a bunch of Icelandic geeks and weirdos with green hair, or a lead singer with underarm hair that had exploded down her arms, or a Russian lead singer with a pretzel on her head, really compete with the United Kingdom’s giant trumpets? I mean dress up yes, but why the compulsion to cut holes in your clothes, appear overly fat only to be born again, or perm every last strand of a girls band’s hair? As the Israel singer sang… for God’s sake ‘set me free!’

But I will say this… we were the best losers. With Mr Newman standing with his beer to take a round of applause from the scoffing audience, it prooves one thing… we’re more than needed to provide a comparison!