Some years ago I read that book by that chap, you know, the one that used to go on about Arsenal a lot.
There were a lot of lists in the book.
Or was that his other book that had lists? But then again I think most of his books had lists. I read two, or maybe three of his books.
They were ok.
Lists.
Listing things can be pretty dull.
No. Listing things is dull.
Or has it just become dull?
The internet. That’s full of lists. Shedloads of ‘em.
Dull. Dull. Dull.
Pretty sure it didn’t used to be like that. The internet.
There used to be stuff on the internet.
Good stuff.
Not just:
“13 sets of teeth you wouldn’t believe”
“27 tattoos that will make your ears blush”
“41 pop stars favourite falafels”
“9 celebrity divorce settlements that will shock and curl your teeth”
“17 world leaders sock drawers that will give you a glandular infection”
etc.
Do you see what I did there.
Sigh.
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