I’m delighted that this is the last year for DWTS. Orthur probably thought he had a gig for life there and Brian hanging off his fuzzy unruly locks/coattails with the pathetic pointless podcast.
I suppose the next round of open mouthed photo shoots will soon be starting for the launch of the documentary…pretending to be the country’s advocates for surrogacy. In actuality what Aoife delivered them is a little money maker.
They’ve both just annoyed me so much today, way more than usual.