So I'm watching television...
So I'm watching television this evening and That '70s Show comes on Channel 5. For the Americans amongst us I should point out that Channel 5 is to quality television what fart jokes are to Contemporary Dance Theatre.
The show is a favourite of regular plasticbag.org subjectee Kerry - my pet American - and for this reason I decided that I should probably watch it.
It's basically pretty funny, but suffers much more than normal from trans-atlantic drift. All UK-based people will understand this one - it's what has happened when you are staring at the TV screen trying blankly to work out what "cooties" are.
In the first episode I watched there was an appearance by '70s President Ford. The jokes at his expense were, I fear as incomprehensible to me as any joke I might be able to make about <whoever - the - hell - was - Prime - Minister - before - Thatcher - rose - from - her - icy - crypt> would be to an American.
Or indeed to me, since I clearly can't for the life of me remember what his name was.
By means of retribution on the USA for the export of comedy that only they will understand, I hereby suggest the export of The Vicar of Dibley, which I watched last night, and which contained about a thousand Paul Daniels, Debbie McGee and Crunchie jokes - all of which I "fear" might be lost on our American cousins.
Let's see them put that on an obscure cable channel and forget all about it! Ha. Revenge is sweet.
