Jack and Chloe Madeley

My first time seeing them in action/creepy mum and dad similarity thing going on. He like dad, she like mum. Weeeeirrrd.
Damian, y'happy - without a Trace? Jacynth, happy holidays! We should all start talking dream winners and the likely order of leaving the house. Carole first maybe? I am now VERY anti-Liam.

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[damian barr]

jack and chloe--it's like 24 only i am not excited...

SO gld Tracey has gone!

[Monkey In A Safari Suit]

Sadly, I think the autistic twins are going to win (autism this year, Tourette's last. What do you think next year's Syndrome Celebre will be?) I really hope this is how their winners interview goes...

Davina: Twinnies!!!! You're our winners!!! (In one breath) You cutey wutey, itty bitty, kissy wissy, munchy wunchy, pinky winky, baby waby, and not at all a bit disturbing in that you present yourselves like developmentally delayed baby prostitutes on a 2-for-1 offer at Tescos - you!!!! (Gasp! Bulges eyes, grins maniacally.)

Twins: (removing blonde wigs to reveal grey hair pulled tightly into a bun, donning thick-lensed glasses and with an RP accent) Prior to commencing this significant dialogue with you Davina, we feel compelled to unveil that, contrary to the obtuse personas we've projected to the public during our sojourn in your most esteemed establishment over these 3 months just past, in truth, we are both in the process of completing a PhD at Oxford and have in reality been covertly conducting an experiment into the impact of linguistics in media representations of gender assumptions and psycho-sexual relationships in a post-post-feminist context. With the assistance of our celebrated colleague, Associate Professor Brian, Senior Lecturer in Elizabethan Theatre Studies at the Sorbonne and one of the world's leading experts on Philosophical Reinterpretations of Dramatic Conventions in Jacobean Tragedy, we implemented an extensive and thoroughly exhaustive range of research methodologies and have now collected the raw data. We shall endeavour to analyse our findings and draw a conclusive result at the earliest possible convenience. Our heartfelt thanks to you and all who have made this important work such a stimulating and thought-provoking experience. Would there be any objections to us now removing these alarmingly small garments and attiring ourselves in our usual tweed apparel?'

[Monkey In A Safari Suit]

Similarly, I'd be dead chuffed if Brian's runner-up interview went like this:

Davina: Ladies and gentlemen - in second place is.... Brian! (Brian joins her.) Oh, Brian! So near and yet so far. But first things first. I want to ask you the one question all of Britain is dying to ask: You really were serious, weren't you, when you asked 'Who's this Shakespeare geezer then?'? (Gurn, wriggle, grin, tense.)

Brian: Au contraire, Davina. Of course I'm familiar with the Bard and have long admired his work, not just for the richness it has brought to our revered vernacular, but because I've always been fascinated by the insights his dramas provide: firstly, as an exploration of the Elizabethan mindset with regard to gender bias and the machinations of political interaction, and secondly (and, I contend, more significantly) for his complex perceptions and interpretations of the actor-audience dynamic. Just as with Camus, Orwell, Beaudelaire, Proust and, indeed, to some extent, Ovid before him, I enjoy the challenge posed to us by Shakespeare, which runs as a predominant vein throughout his canon: the challenge to look into ourselves and question our motivations, our preconceived notions; to ask 'Who am I?', 'What do I really believe?' and 'Why am I here?'

(What do you reckon are the chances of this?)

[Tim Teeman]

Monkey, I am rocking with laughter at that. Thank you. Strong likelihood, I'd say. It's the twin vision I shall treasure most, them cycling across the quad chortling to themselves at the jape they have executed into a big, pink sunset.

[The Stoat]

It's about as likely as Carole peeling off her fright wig, fat suit and wrinkly rubber face mask to reveal Kylie Minogue in a bacofoil bikini, I'm afraid.

Still, one lives in hope.

[doris day]

i know its mean and one shouldnt mock the afflicted but WTF I will anyway - Why did Barry-Lousie always look like someone had just taken an emulsion brush dipped it in white paint and ran it over one side of her forehead. Is it a mallon streak gone wrong?

[doris day]

I am still haunted by the wardrobe malfunction Judy had at one of those award shows. Awful. but I can only imagine if Chloe had some sort of malfunctin, it would be much more pleasing to the eye. (not that I am a lezzer or anything, just commenting).
Jack reminds me of a much smaller version of the incredible hulk and not as green obviously.

[Gabrielle de P]

Doris Day, I reckon Karla-Louis does suffer from a skin condition resulting in a paler patch on forehead, also affecting her hair. See:
http://dermnetnz.org/colour/piebaldism.html
To my mind, it does not make her unattractive - she could easily disguise it with heavier makeup but obviously chooses not to, so she is probably quite happy in her skin.

[Gabrielle de P]

My predictions: first one out, Jonty. Followed by Carole. Then Ziggy, then Liam, then Brian, and finally -tara tara, fanfare of trumpets - the winners, the Stepford Twins! Oh, how I hope I'm WRONG! But I'm saving this message, so I can crow (sadly) if I'm right! We ought to start a sweepstake on this, winner to donate it to a deserving charity, like 'Ban Landmines And Jodie Marsh' or 'Get Chanelle Home From LA Before She Makes Herself Look Even More Stupid Stalking Posh 'N Becks'.

[hansgruber]

So it seems that wailing arse Chanelle is going back in tonight to be groped by Ziggy.

And, far more importantly, they've cancelled CBB, thereby denying me countless man-hours and sweaty fiddlings in the company of the effervescent Lauren Harries.
Much anguish and hair-pulling chez Gruber.

[doris day]

Gabrielle, thankyou for the lecture I mean, information on the skin condition. How come we can mock the size of her huge thighs and small upper torso/her dress sense/ etc etc but nothing else.?

[Gabrielle de P]

That opening sequence of tonight's BB Highlights has totally freaked me out ... Ziggy grabs one of Carole's breasts, then his nose connects with her capacious backside as she tumbles to the floor. Gross.
Doris Day, didn't mean to lecture - just that I have had a closer relationship to dermatologists than is comfortable (in the strictly medical, not sexual, sense)and have tended to pick up all sorts of interesting dermatological info. whilst under the scalpel.
How's Rock Hudson, by the way?

[doris day]

gabrielle, thanks - in my doris day world I dont mean to offend. My BF hates to be called Rock - JFI - his real name is Prince but we have a lot of pillow talk...

[Gabrielle de P]

Doris Day, so, uh, if he's 'Prince', could your real name be 'Camilla'? If you're at a loose end on the 31st, you're very welcome to pop round here for a cup of gin and watch my Royal Wedding video!

[Monkey In A Safari Suit]

It was absolutely my pleasure, Tim. Glad I could pay you back in my own small way for the many laughs you've provided me in this blog.

[Lianne]

Monkey in SF suit, you're an absolute STAR Please can't we do something to persuade Endemol\Ch4 to not cut CBB and ruin our dark winter months?

I just won't believe the loss of revenue is due to viewer figures rather than revenue from phone-ins

Thought we had Paris Hilton lined up. Imagine her with Chantelle, and Chanelle togethher with Posh - just those four would be a laugh (OK, sadly unachievable)

Thanks again Monkey in SF - had a good ole' belle largh!

[Monkey In A Safari Suit]

Pleased to please, Lianne. This has been the biggest dud of a wash-up of a Big Brother I've ever seen - and I'm from Australia! Am sitting here watching the last night 'party' on live feed: Carole is sewing something, Liam's laying on a sofa with some washing hanging up behind him, having a philosophical discussion about 'proof', Twins and Co. are lying on the bed talking lazily about the most inconsequential stuff. No-one's drunk. No-one's panicking. No-one's naked. What went wrong?