Mastershit

Some work conversation turned to Masterchef today. I don't usually watch but I did see the final. John "Just Out of Bed" Turode and Greg "The Bald One whose surname I can't remember" were ruminating over a final decision. Cut to Greg rubbing his eyes to get rid of the tears.

What a prize cunt. I tell you what, I should be on Masterchef. Then I could feed him something to really bring tears to his eyes.