Who else to front the Queen Vic than a rat-faced, pot-bellied, ex-crack addict?
No, not Phil Mitchell, rather Foul Mouthfull.
Some people say he's eye candy. Believe me, he's not.
Some people say he's a "major" film star. Believe me, he's not.
He's a foul-mouthed, one-trick pony, who's doing the show for the wage, on the penny of the taxpayer.
He's a stunt casting, and stunt castings are always an epic fail.
Does anyone remember David Essex?
No, not Phil Mitchell, rather Foul Mouthfull.
Some people say he's eye candy. Believe me, he's not.
Some people say he's a "major" film star. Believe me, he's not.
He's a foul-mouthed, one-trick pony, who's doing the show for the wage, on the penny of the taxpayer.
He's a stunt casting, and stunt castings are always an epic fail.
Does anyone remember David Essex?
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