За пръв път им гледах танците.
Рядко макар и у нас, може да се наблюдава такава идиотщина.
Някаква се поклаща пет пъти на ляво и пет пъти на дясно и журито изпада в екстаз.
И изобщо кой нормален човек, ще прати смс за подобно шоу?
Dancing stars
И за това правиш цяла тема?
Не си пускал телевизора от години и сега искаш да споделиш погнусата си?
Този тип реалити шоута не се ли подразбира, че са пълен боклук?
Не си пускал телевизора от години и сега искаш да споделиш погнусата си?
Този тип реалити шоута не се ли подразбира, че са пълен боклук?
The coffee had been steadily growing more and more execrable for the space of three weeks, till at last it had ceased to be coffee altogether and had assumed the nature of mere discolored water — so this person said. He said it was so weak that it was transparent an inch in depth around the edge of the cup. As he approached the table one morning he saw the transparent edge — by means of his extraordinary vision long before he got to his seat. He went back and complained in a high-handed way to Capt. Duncan. He said the coffee was disgraceful. The Captain showed his. It seemed tolerably good. The incipient mutineer was more outraged than ever, then, at what he denounced as the partiality shown the captain’s table over the other tables in the ship. He flourished back and got his cup and set it down triumphantly, and said:
“Just try that mixture once, Captain Duncan.”
He smelt it — tasted it — smiled benignantly — then said:
“It is inferior — for coffee — but it is pretty fair tea.”
“Just try that mixture once, Captain Duncan.”
He smelt it — tasted it — smiled benignantly — then said:
“It is inferior — for coffee — but it is pretty fair tea.”
То и Биг брадър може да се направи добреако се правят добре
...ама ще е трудно и ще струва доста повече пари...а нали тома е целта - да разчиташ на воайорските тръпки на зрителя и съвсем маргинални усилия да се поддържа интереса му.В случая на така наречените "шоута за таланти" се разчита донякъде и на нереализираните мечти у зрителя "Пък тези са по-некадърни и от мен, а ето как ги хвали журито...еееех, колко по-добре щях да се представя!".
The coffee had been steadily growing more and more execrable for the space of three weeks, till at last it had ceased to be coffee altogether and had assumed the nature of mere discolored water — so this person said. He said it was so weak that it was transparent an inch in depth around the edge of the cup. As he approached the table one morning he saw the transparent edge — by means of his extraordinary vision long before he got to his seat. He went back and complained in a high-handed way to Capt. Duncan. He said the coffee was disgraceful. The Captain showed his. It seemed tolerably good. The incipient mutineer was more outraged than ever, then, at what he denounced as the partiality shown the captain’s table over the other tables in the ship. He flourished back and got his cup and set it down triumphantly, and said:
“Just try that mixture once, Captain Duncan.”
He smelt it — tasted it — smiled benignantly — then said:
“It is inferior — for coffee — but it is pretty fair tea.”
“Just try that mixture once, Captain Duncan.”
He smelt it — tasted it — smiled benignantly — then said:
“It is inferior — for coffee — but it is pretty fair tea.”
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