Now, I like a Romantic Comedy as much as the next man. Or maybe more. Maybe less. I guess that depends on the man. If that man would rather be swigging away at Aldi’s own brand alcopiss, hand groping around in the dank darkness of his jogging pants while chortling away at Top Gear. I’m not like him at all. I’m not a fan of Top Gear. If I wanted to watch three pricks get excited in a car park I’d go dogging.
I like Rom-Coms a lot more than THAT guy. I have no idea why I’m standing next to him.