Haha, so very true!


Now we have an expert, but what about a close friend...??
I don't believe Bruno has lost it 'till a close friend confirms this!

Well, my doglet's name is Tosca which is Italian from an Italian opera by an Italian composer so I think that qualifies her, at the very least, as a source very close to Italian Bruno.

Naaa. Bit wired sometimes, which I'm sure is down to almost constant jet lag.

Absolutely! A very close personal friend, I think...

Wow, you've got great connections. Can you get me tickets for SCD?

But of course! I'll have Tosca ask Bruno at dinner this evening.

Are they sharing a bowl of Eukanuba??

No, no, spaghetti con cozze...well we all know how much Bruno likes mussels.

I had mussels a while back; clearly I'm an expert source.

Cor, 54 complaints. I reckon we'll be in triple figures soon.

I heard that Bruno is seeking councilling from Strictly competitor and sex therapist Pamela Stephenson. Pamela, who is also the wife of comedian Billy Connelly has been seen talking to him! I heard it from a source, erm... a source close to someone on the show... like er... the man in the hats neighbour or something... but it must be true cos I've posted it now. Outrageous! When will these Italian types learn to control their emotions properly.

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- said a very well-informed source to our intrepid - nay, galactic - reported.

Come on people, let's have some contributions. I can't fake every complaint myself, you know - I have my journalistic integrity to maintain, after all.

Well i've heard from a very credible source (a flowerpot in my garden) that Gavin doing the jive could be what finally tips Bruno over. After all, he'll have some shirt buttons undone plus with all the bounce of the jive his moobs will be jiggling like a jelly. Now considering that said flowerpot bears a striking resemblance to Artems flowerpot hat I think we can all agree that it knows what it's talking about.

Gavin's moobs are going to be on the front cover of Nuts magazine next week. It's official. I heard it from a garden pot related source. This is the start of a homo-erotic Armaggeddon leading perhaps to gay nirvana. I, in my hetero-sex-ness, will still be besoted with Lilia however.

Oh, and to bring this back to the topic of Bruno's marbles, as a soothsayer of the campness, Bruno is naturally in a pique of excitement and has started talking in tongues in anticipation of this final battle between the forces of gay-mazing Ian and Len and his battalion of sportsmen.

(the above post was written by Dipsy on his birthday under extreme alcohol related duress. The contents are in no way representative of his opinions or indeed reality due to him being completely bassooned)

I would complain about that but it sounds like fun.

Sadly, he has <shakes head in sad disbelief>. Here is the proof

I hope he finds it or them before today's show otherwise the consequences will be outrageous.

I'm outraged! The nudity is gratuitous and has nothing to do with the plot...erm competition. Anyone who poses bare naked must surely be deemed to have lost it, although if his pose were slightly different we might be more sure of that.

I ran to show this to my upstairs neighbour who has a photo of her son naked on a sheepskin rug and is therefore a naked photo expert and she was aghast - yes, aghast!

Why has this issue not been addressed before? How many times must we complain before something is done?

80 is the magic number I believe...

I cant complain

I'm laughing too much

or would that count as hysteria......and therefore

The goings on at Strictly have left you hysterical? Can we sue the BBC for damages?

Why has the local news not picked up on what this programme is doing to its viewers? The NHS has enough to deal without this mass hysteria.

Oh dear Mrs F I will have to definitely complain to the powers that be at the BBC that Bruno has by his actions made someone hysterical.

Where is dear old Mary Whitehouse when you need her?

In fact, shouldn't he have turned around so we could see if he had lost it? I feel so aggrieved!

And in fact, that image has left me needing brain bleach. So that's two complaints!

Just back from the village and I am able to report that our two cygnets, two dozen mallards, four moorhens and assorted seagulls were all complaining very loudly.

Shouldn't be allowed. It's an affront to any decent society.

Yet more complaints are flooding in from squeezed middle England. That the number of the outraged is growing is testament to the validity of our complaints.

We must march on Downing Street. Or at the very least meet at the local hostelry for a glass or two.

Won't someone listen to the huddled masses?

The news just gets worse. My 7 year old daughters imaginary friend saw the picture this morning and reported back to her 187 year old imaginary great, great, great, great great grandmother who was so shocked and appalled that she suffered an imaginary panic attack. What is the world coming to when imaginary 187 yr old women are not safe from this kind of smut.

I've also heard from a very credible source (the voices in my head) that Brunos imminant breakdown is the cause of Gillian McKeiths troubled state of mind. She feels an affinity for him after discovering that he once used the same Lakeside parking space that she once used!!