About Me
On a lonely planet spinning its way to damnation amid the fear and despair of a broken human race, who is left to fight for all that is good and pure and get his smash for under a fiver?
Yes, its me, Sir Digby Chicken Caesar!
You all live in a country in which the most popular "sport" is a bunch of hillbillies driving around in circles at 200 mph. Well done, America. Well done.
Thank you, CH, for allowing the xenophobic asshats of America to once again vent their frustration with a sport that is hated on without reason, and with a country that gets made fun of because of... Napoleon I guess? I don't know, these people are all fuckballs.
I don't give a fuck enough to read episode summaries on IMDb. My friends and roommates used to take over my TV to watch this stupid waste-of-an-hour, because there were 8 of them and only 1 of me. Everything I listed, I saw on the show (or commercials).
To assume that I didn't even give the show a chance is unfair of you. I DID give the show a chance, and decided I had better things to do with my time, like work out or anything that didn't insult my intelligence. In fact, more than a couple of the people who would watch the show in my old house have since given up on it, being as frustrated with the lack of answers as I was, just over a longer time frame.