It’s been a weird old week, what with all the phone-pinching and fridge-hiding and possible breaches of electoral law. We’re sure you’re exhausted by it all, so we don’t intend to dwell on it too much.
But one thing that has really struck us over this election is that we have honestly spent more time and effort trying to stand up a story we heard this week about a former EastEnders star who has allegedly developed a bit of a thing for puke-play in the bedroom, than some of the country’s leading political pundits do when they’re handed some transparently obvious horseshit from their “senior sources”.
Maybe that’s our fault. Maybe we give a little too much of our headspace over to deciding whether or not it’s plausible that a beloved British soap actor would want to roll around in a puddle of vomit for kicks. Maybe we should just blurt it all out. (Which, apparently, he’d love.)
For the minute, we’ve decided we’re going to hold off. Celebrity emetophilia might not be anywhere near as important or significant as a general election but, still, we feel like we owe it to you to get it right – even though we’re certain we could set Twitter ablaze with it if we wanted to.
Whatever your political persuasion, one thing we can surely all agree on is this: when Popbitch is being more responsible than you, you’ve fucked up.