Currently re-reading 'The Hell of it All' by Charlie Brooker, and it's actually had me properly laugh out loud in places.
Just got to a bit where he discovers Nuts TV, which is essentially Men and Motors for the type of dunderheaded cretin who finds the two syllables of 'motors' " a bit too QI for me, maaate".
He writes 'It has programmes like Fit and Fearless, a sort of 'Most Haunted' knock off in which three 'babes' strip to their underwear and run about spooky old buildings, squeailing in fright. It's mainly night-vision camera footage, and looks a bit like an old 'Carry on' film from the POV of the Predator. Presumably you're meant to masturbate while watching this, although doing so would make you a terrifying psychopath'.
I almost feel sorry for him, in that he is at his best when made to watch absolute shit of the worst kind. I watched his special on 'The Wire' and it was ok, but I missed his regular level of vitriol.
His bit on nightclubs is wonderful too, where he states that clubs are horrible, and they've been sold as an idea to us, no-one likes them, they just think that clubs are fun, so they go and pretend in case they end up not looking cool. Clubs aren't fun, drugs are fun, and you could enjoy 'a night in a shed rolling corks across the ground' if you had enough ketamin.
Oh and as for casual sex, if clubs are the only way you'll get to clamber onto someone for forty seven desperate pumps before collapsing into 11 hours of restless sleep because of someone's elbows, then what if your next achievement, discovering fire?
Ahem, anyways, I'm enjoying it, even if it is mainly just a reprint of old newspaper columns, and as such, similar to a damn Jeremy clarkson book. Except that it's good.
