JUST settling down for Celebrity Ex on the Beach when the smart-arse smuggo you live with flicks one of these wanky shows on?
Only Connect
Victoria Coren-Mitchell’s simpering geek-fest was born when one TV exec said to another, ‘People love getting questions right when watching quiz shows, so what if we made that f**king impossible?’ Anyone who claims to ‘enjoy the challenge’ can shove some Twisted Flax up their Eye of Horus.
QI
For almost twenty years, QI has been the steadfast companion of pub factoid lovers, correcters of technicalities and nerdy boyfriends who laugh superciliously at their partner’s ignorance. Oh, so ostriches don’t actually stick their heads in sand? Well first that’s made the world less fun, and second who gives a shit?
University Challenge
It’s a f**king stitch-up that gives Oxbridge colleges a clear advantage, cementing the class disparity and condemning the poor to stunted half-lives, and that’s not the worst thing about it. It’s the questions about ridiculous bollocks nobody’s life is enriched for knowing. That’s what’s worst.
Mastermind
Imagine the Gestapo but if they asked you about the life and music of Britney Spears. Superior twats love to imagine themselves storming their specialist subject round, which would be along the lines of ‘Pokemon cards I owned when I was 14’.
Frasier
Half the jokes in Frasier are references to shit that only the intelligentsia of the 90s – those who preferred Pulp to Oasis – and anyone with a working internet connection would know about today. Watch them chuckle extra-knowlingly at gags involving opera, Jungian therapy, or sports-loving morons.
Richard Osman’s House of Games
The towering, bespectacled hero of the self-satisfied middle-classes who believe they too could write a top crime thriller if they only tried helms a new show that cuts out those of us who only managed Pointless because of a knowledge of 80s snooker players. He can f**k off with his brainteasers.
