I had to titter out loud watching Madonna get yanked off her step performing what can only be described as a lady gaga-esque catch-up; a pretentious bit of over-elaborate costume and stage design, intended to deflect criticism of a waning voice, a waning “star” and a tired and dull jingle.

Let us remind ourselves of the days when Stars were awesome fuckers!

I use Mr Harris as my profile photo because he was a force of nature, like the Burton!  I like looking at the age-weary face, inscrutable and yet intimidating.  You just know that fag is going all the way down to the filter.

If it makes my gay dog any gayer then I better not give her any!