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Mar. 21st, 2006 08:26 pmI'm watching Gillian "not allowed to call herself a doctor any more" McKeith on TV. She's the mad, cadaverous woman who barges into people's lives, insults their weight, examines their poo (I need to not eat during this show) and then makes broad, bollocksy Skientific statements. She is obsessed with zinc this week, which means two things:
1) I will spend the rest of the night remembering that Simpsons episode with the edumacational zinc video. "Zinc! Ziiinc!"
2) My boss, who worships the fake-Doctor, will be on about zinc deficiency at work tomorrow. I'd better study up. She did not appreciate my sarcasm when I suggested Dr Gillian's much-touted smoothie breakfasts work because pink is the favourite colour of the magic imps that take energy round the body.
1) I will spend the rest of the night remembering that Simpsons episode with the edumacational zinc video. "Zinc! Ziiinc!"
2) My boss, who worships the fake-Doctor, will be on about zinc deficiency at work tomorrow. I'd better study up. She did not appreciate my sarcasm when I suggested Dr Gillian's much-touted smoothie breakfasts work because pink is the favourite colour of the magic imps that take energy round the body.