The Plank – Redux
Grandad November 24th, 2008
I was browsing through the Sunday Tribune yesterday when I came across an article.
Ken Sweeney had a wee follow up on the Plank escapade on the Late Late.
One interesting aspect of it is that the woman won three items – cash, a trip to Dublin and the infamous tickets. She won them, ergo they are hers. So, when The Plank tore up the tickets, he was tearing up her property. He now claims he is going to raffle them off. He is offering her tickets [which she wants] for sale. That would make a very interesting court case, and I hope she sues him.
Plank is still gobsmacked that there is a person who doesn’t want to go to his precious show.
As far as he is concerned, each and every one of us would sell our grandmothers for a chance to be in the audience.
The Late Late Toy Show is true car-crash television. We don’t want to watch, but it is so compelling in its awfulness that we have to watch. It has one of the highest cringe factors in the universe. We only watch to see Plank make an utter arse of himself yet again.
The Late Late Toy Show is Murphy’s Law in reverse – Everything will go wrong and at the worst possible time.
It is tacky in the extreme. It is one long advertisement for grossly overpriced useless toys that won’t last twenty four hours.
Yet Pat says “he is at a loss to understand why the woman had entered the competition”? Does he not realise that there was €10,000 at stake? Does he honestly think that €10,000 is a trivial thing compared to Late Late tickets? What kind of idiot is he?
He then goes on to say
“Tickets to The Late Late Toy Show are impossible to get. No one can buy them. There are people in PR who can get you tickets to Barack Obama’s presidential inauguration. They can’t get tickets to The Late Late Toy Show."
So The Late Late Toy Show is more desirable than Barack Obama’s presidential inauguration?
The Plank is more popular than Barack Obama?
Is there no end to this idiots ego?
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