Roll VT...
It's a panto theme. "Oh no it..." ARGHHH SHUT UP!" (I do not care for panto.)
Anton in drag. Ahem. Literally gets dragged off the floor by Natbot. (Hopes of quality starting to fade.)
Oh great, it's Bruce again. *rolls eyes* *reaches for fast forward button* *thanks God for a year of Claudia and enforced retirements*
Tess is wearing silver and gold. (Shockingly limited dressmess.) Her already usually good hair is a Christmas miracle.
Let's see whether these slebs can still dance!
Hollins still iffy but charming (Ivetastillmazing).
Rachel still excellent but clinically beige.
Russell still an enthusiastic hot mess.
Sophie still elegant yet wildly overrated. (Also 'Panto prince' can be removed from the 'Aljaž costume fetish' list - not even those cheekbones are working for that one.)
Riley still nowhere near as good as she thinks or Craig claims she is.
Louis still annoying but competent.
(And Aliona surprises by providing my favourite, well, least worst, dance of the night.)
Fucking Bruce is inexplicably allowed to tap dance and croon for several minutes (*fury and immediate fast forward using the x32 function*).
Natbot and Ian Waite do Cinderella - hooray! Well, YOU'D THINK, but their dancing is immediately muffled by the other couples filling the dance floor. Boo hiss boo. (But not in a panto way ALRIGHT. Sulking.)
Louis wins. No-one really cares or is surprised.
And they all lived happily ever after, cause the ratings were up, no doubt.
*sigh*
Right, well thank God that's over and I didn't interrupt my Christmas dinner for that hour and Bruce of bollocks.
Keeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep the will to live, Strictly fans!
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