Gillian McKeith
the insane, patronising, possibly poo-based bint. Your stomach doesn't have any teeth? Really? I'd never have guessed, in my 22 years on the planet I did wonder why I'd never been told to clean the teeth in my stomach! And her degree is off the internet. Why are we giving this woman the right to tell us what to eat and poke our shit and subject us to colonic abuse for her own amusement?

In a similar vein, Trinny and Susannah, when they were at the height of the What Not To Wear craze. I wear what I think looks good - if it fits me, that is, isn't too big and isn't too small, and I feel comfortable in it, I will wear it, not allow two sarcastic tarts who most of the time look like they got dressed in the dark themselves to dress me while bitching me out about my large quantity of black clothing, some of which may or may not feature dragons.

I guess this is all because when I was still living at home my mum bought into both these mentalities a bit too heavily and preached the gospels to me far too often so that the mere mention of the words "On Trinny and Susannah tonight..." would send me into apoplexies.

And I second the post a little way down the page about 'superfoods' with 'antioxidants' and 'five a day' - if I eat more than two a day I'm proud of myself, and if I don't manage to do it you have no right to look down on me. Stupid nanny state.

Also, as much as I know my parents love me and haven't seen me since January and all that, why my mum has to text me every single day asking "all well?". Surely no news is good news?
( Maladicta, Sat 3 May 2008, 21:13, 5 replies)

yes.
gillian mckeith can be as healthy as she likes, she's still a sour old minger with a mouth like a cat's arsehole.
trinny and susannah, well, you can't tell me those two aren't just doing it to flap stranger's boobs about the place. they're both obsessed with tits! they wear what's fashionable and think it's fabulous, but if you showed them the same outfit next year, they'd claim that it was hideous, just because some twat in paris has designed some new garment of utter fuckwittery to be the next "must-have" item.
cunts, the lot of them.
( Smash Monkey lowering the tone of the whole internet, Sun 4 May 2008, 3:40, closed)

you beat me to it
the next target of my rage was going to be McKeith, but you've saved me the blood pressure spike. And threw T and S in to boot. For which I thank you...
(Rakky (forgot her password) The muffin maverick, Sun 4 May 2008, 4:07, closed)

Tards
Anyone who is incapable of either dressing themselves, or feeding themselves, without the 'advice' of some skinny hatchet-faced old trout(s) is clearly a tard of the highest order. They should have death, and plenty of it.
( bentalls In my head, I am a ninja, Sun 4 May 2008, 8:05, closed)

Gillian McKeith and her mumbo-jumbo
"The kind of doctor"
"The sort of doctor"
"The not strictly speaking actual doctor"
"The kind of sort of like a dietician"
"The not exactly a doctor as such"
"The doctor in the very broad sense of the word"

Hooray for Viz! :)
( Tourette's ( . )( . ) has a monkey hair in her fried egg, Sun 4 May 2008, 12:45, closed)

It's pretty hard to take her advice...
when she's a hunchback too. how healthy is that?
(jangaaaal shes lost control..., Sun 4 May 2008, 21:20, closed)