Last night marked Channel 5's second stab at resurrecting the long-thought defunct reality TV show format Celebrity Big Brother with a slew of... well, some of them are celebrities. We're certainly aware of who many of them are.
We sat half-watching the entrance show last night whilst reading a book and totally not falling in love with Georgia Salpa (not even slightly, don't know where you'd get that idea from, it's not like she's bloody perfect or anything), we were on Twitter, too. Because we like to multitask. We're modern like that. Anyway, here's the cream of the crop of the 140-character TRUTH BOMBS:
We don't know who @Jojubs is, but we wish them the best of success in their future Twitter career:
A little harsh, perhaps. Scruffy-barneted youth Frankie Cocozza got a few comments on his hairstyle, most notably from early noughties musician MC Neat (who now has a child, apparently, according to his picture). Good use of the verb "gwaan", too:
We've also seen evidence of Frankie's suitcase:
And proof that the nerves of appearing in front of the crowds might be just too much for the little fella:
Natasha Giggs - ex-girlfriend of Ryan Giggs, but also ex-husband of his brother in an overlapping kind of way and OH MY CONTROVERSY turned up to "tell her side of the story", which led to either a dramatic zeitgeist or a bout of shameless ripping off as the same joke kept popping up everywhere on our feed:
Doh hoh ho. Nice hat, by the way, Frank. As the guests filed in, the mood changed to one of disappointment at the lineup as many distinguished commentators noted:
We'd watch that in a shot. Others thought of ways to recreate the experience if you missed it:
Discussed who would be the final housemate:
Expressed surprise at Natalie Cassidy's abilities, as she was forced to make everything horrendously awkward or risk housemates losing their suitcases:
Or just, like rapper Lady Sovereign here, came up with new stuff for her to do:
Whatever happens, we're stuck with Celebrity Big Brother for the next few weeks - guess we'll just have to put up with Georgia who we aren't obsessed with, or anything, guh - and not everyone's happy about that. Like cerebral comic Robin Ince:
Or, to put it more succinctly, Ryan Holmes (who is a band called Empty Lungs, apparently):
