Raw, huh, what is it good for?
Absolutely positively plenty.
Things we learned while watching Raw last night…
- alcohol is the root of all things sexual, be it homo or hetero
- Tiny still can’t speak but he can fill a lunchbox with his custard-like “jizz”
- JoJo drinks like a bastard but does a mean dessert
- oral sex and full frontal male nudity have a place in indigenous Irish drama
- women are crap at fighting in bars
- Australo-Czech relations are heating up
- there is a time and a place for La Femme D’argent by Air, that, however, wasn’t it
- a bar somewhere in Dublin serves absinthe by the tray. Really?
- next week’s show will involve lots of stuff being smashed by a variety of characters
And just one more thing as the baul Columbowas wont to say…
One wonders did RTÉ change the timeslot for Raw (from 9.30pm to 9.55pm) to avoid clashing with The Apprentice (9pm) on tv3? Probably a wise move. The Apprentice was, again, slick and engrossing, particularly the last part of the show where they squirm like eel/weasel/worm hybrids. When a format works it works. And Dr Bill rocks. But the blatant product placement is shameful. Isn’t that illegal??
The splendid La Femme D’argent in all its glory.
James said,
October 1, 2008 at 1:01 am
Ha ha great stuff – i’m becoming slightly obsessed with Tiny now….