It’s over, or is it?
I refuse to refer to them as their joined name thing that the media placed on them to add to the hype. John and Edward have gone. I never usually watch the X Factor, but you couldn’t help but get caught up in it. I had a woman in work the other day who said she’d give up her place on the hip replacement waiting list if they were stripped of their citizenship. Nice. Here’s hoping they spend the rest of their days touring shopping centers to get egged and floured, or at the very least tarred and feathered. National travesty and Louis Walsh should be ashamed of himself for forcing them onto us. I could go on, but I’ll stop it there. I’m too happy right now to moan.
