Wednesday, 10 December 2008
The Sunday Sport
Most people can tell that the Sunday Sport has a pretty misleading title just by looking at the front page. It has very little to do with Sport, and a lot to do with titties. Those of you who aren't entirely au fait with soft porn and offensive humour probably haven't even bothered to pick it up and have a look inside before making your own mind up on what kind of a periodical it might be... If you did you'd realise it's very misleading to think it's even a newspaper.
I bought it a couple of weeks ago when I was really hungover and haven't laughed so much in my life. I was too hungover to remember any of the stories though, or even to keep hold of the paper until the next day. Anyway, I bought it last Sunday, and it really didn't disappoint. It was great.
Because they make up every single story in the paper (apart from page 2), there's no such thing as a slow news day. It's an Editor's dream. And because this particular editor likes to look at girls' tits and hear far fetched stories about a hamster who's had his hands chopped off and replaced by hooks and then had his left eye cloud over so that the hamster's the spitting imaage of Abu Hamza... that's EXACTLY what's in there.
Even true stories like Shannon Matthews or Serial Killers have far-fetched stories made up about them. My favourite part of this week's was the serial killer Christmas decorations.
Read some of the stories here if you can make them out. It's so much better than the boring shit they print in the Sunday Times (can't you just log on to the BBC site on your phone for that stuff?), that it's simply the discerning reader's only choice.
I'd say this piece of comment about AIDs and gay people probably wouldn't be allowed in most serious newspapers....