Date: 02 December 2002
They didn't choose the black girl to be in the band. All dressed cheaply, sexily without sex, the girls don't dance as well as they sing. The ginger one is the most charming, perhaps only because of her unusual colouring. Davina Mccall is embarrassingly transparently vulgarly falsely mothering, she doesn't give a tiny fuck, her arm round the weeping broken loser. Never understimate prejudice, The British Nation had to choose five from six and they left out the one with the dark skin.
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