I hate the Bug Eating night. One year I phoned HTV to complain about cruelty to the live little buggers, but the spectacle continues year after year.
I was secretly (just between me and you) pleased that tonight's event happened with little fuss from Jilly and Carol. Carol is indeed as Iron as her Mother. She perfomed the task with the most matter of factness of them all. I guess we were meant to snigger and gasp at her chewing on a testicle and sucking the skin off a kangaroos' penis? Yeah yeah yeah.
I'm still vexed that those little bugs are eaten alive though. I'm pretty sure it's much less cruel to stamp on them.
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