SO It's BGT time again.
This evening it was just me and C in the house, with her boyfriend. I like him, but I don't really like her. Anyway, I asked if we could watch the show, and apparently he wanted to, so we did.
Ant and Dec, awesome as ever ♥
The introduction of Kelly Brook was a bit shoddy, I agree, and even though I love her, I'm glad she got fired, or whatever they're calling it. Having an even number of people as judges containing people who often felt sorry for acts... well... it stops the good things being so good. And she tended to agree with Piers and anyone who does that... well, they're not my favourite person in the world. Like Piers.
So, the rest of it.
- Lots of dance groups. So many dance groups. There was one group that was like Flawless, well, started out that way, but, not only were they good, but they were up for a laugh too. And the kid in the bag!
- Drag Queens. What is with them? I don't get it. They're not funny, and they're not attractive. Ew.
- That woman at the beginning who thought she could sing but was reading lyrics from a sheet? Ouch. Dancing without a bra and singing like you're drunk is a big NO NO.
- Then that little girl? She was all up for being a little perfect ballerina, and then just as I'm sat watching going "it's alright but it's not amazing", and Simon Cowell seems to be thinking the same thing, she goes and does this....
- I say 'Britain', You say 'Talent', I say you say we say 'Britain's Got Talent'. It does have a kind of catchiness to it, but not for more than one record, bruv.
Yeah. We watched it all together, chatted about it, hid behind cushions when that guy did that sword thing, and then we mused about our childhoods with multi-media support from YouTube. Overall, a good night.