sob story....

All I remember when I was younger ..... When watching talent shows and suchlike events..... Like Eurovision song contest..... Which at that time was huge...... Many people were discovered ...... Talent shows were not as many as today like #AGT........ My bone of contention is today's talent/baking/drag/tattoo/cooking ..... Or whatever the fucking thing is ..... Every fucking monkey and their uncle ..... Used a fucking sob story to tell the judges ...... The judge says what would winning mean to you ....... "Well judge if I win here today ..... I would use the money that I won to help out my sisters husband's gay lover .....who has tourrettes..... His uncle's grandmas bulldog ..... Well he needs a girlfriend..... and is lonely ...... But the bulldog needs an op..... because he want to get an op to turn him from a he to a she .... And this transition would help his insecurities .....and pissing on the floor ..... And biting his nutsack and the next door neighbour ".......

Every fucking show today..... has some cunt bleeding like a freshly slaughtered lamb.... About their tales of sorrow/woe/depression/shit life/bad luck/crap living/illness/sadness/madness/shite wife/crap husband/bastard kids/mother in law/....... Etc... Etc....

Instead of whining to the fucking judges ......you weak pussies ....... Just get up on stage ..... And perform...... No one cares about your Barney ..... Barney rubble ...... Trouble ..... 

The judges are not going to let you win because you are a crying little bastard ...... It's called a talent show .... Not a pity show..........