Not gonna lie, broke a piece of my heart when I heard about his crimes.
When the Doctor was checking him over did he say, “Can you guess what it is yet?”
I can’t feel empathy for anyone that did what he did.
Good.
Let’s go wobble cardboard at the bedside and berate him for what he did.
Good news. Maybe we could have saved some money and just left the cunt in his cell.
I remember reading his memoir before this came out, and he was openly homophobic and a douchebag to his wife and child in that. I think he yelled at a gay air host that he was a poof.
I thought it was weird that he would leave that in, but it turns out he left out the worse stuff.
Rolf Harris to spend final days being fed through small didgeridoo.
“Can you tell what it is yet?”
“Yes Rolf, it’s cancer”
Rough being a 70’s / 80’s kid, all those people we were expected to respect or genuinely loved turning out to be massive nonces. By all accounts, in the fullness of time we’re going to be bitchslapped by revelation of another ‘national treasure’.
“His health is reported to have taken a turn for the worse after the death of his beloved poodle earlier in the year”
Yeah, I’m guessing it’s rather more to do with being 92 and having cancer than being sad about his dog.
I tell you exactly when I started feeling odd about Harris. That swimming advert where he stuck his ginormous big toe out of the water.
I was the same age as the kids in the pool, and it just felt icky every damn time I saw it.
Cancer is a horrible way to go, but that’s about all I can say : /
All those animals that never walked properly again after Rolf had his lunch alone in the animal hospital recovery canteen.
If only Jimmy Savile was still around to take care of him. “Now then. Now then. Now then Rolf. Can you tell what it is yet? Uhhh. It’s my extra leg, good job I told the nurse to tie the kangaroo down, uhhhh”
Everything comes to those who wait
God always repays his debts
The only reason he got anywhere with appeals was that the victims being children in the 70’s had vague recollections about specific details…
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Not gonna lie, broke a piece of my heart when I heard about his crimes.
When the Doctor was checking him over did he say, “Can you guess what it is yet?”
I can’t feel empathy for anyone that did what he did.
Good.
Let’s go wobble cardboard at the bedside and berate him for what he did.
Good news. Maybe we could have saved some money and just left the cunt in his cell.
I remember reading his memoir before this came out, and he was openly homophobic and a douchebag to his wife and child in that. I think he yelled at a gay air host that he was a poof.
I thought it was weird that he would leave that in, but it turns out he left out the worse stuff.
Rolf Harris to spend final days being fed through small didgeridoo.
“Can you tell what it is yet?”
“Yes Rolf, it’s cancer”
Rough being a 70’s / 80’s kid, all those people we were expected to respect or genuinely loved turning out to be massive nonces. By all accounts, in the fullness of time we’re going to be bitchslapped by revelation of another ‘national treasure’.
“His health is reported to have taken a turn for the worse after the death of his beloved poodle earlier in the year”
Yeah, I’m guessing it’s rather more to do with being 92 and having cancer than being sad about his dog.
I tell you exactly when I started feeling odd about Harris. That swimming advert where he stuck his ginormous big toe out of the water.
I was the same age as the kids in the pool, and it just felt icky every damn time I saw it.
Cancer is a horrible way to go, but that’s about all I can say : /
All those animals that never walked properly again after Rolf had his lunch alone in the animal hospital recovery canteen.
If only Jimmy Savile was still around to take care of him. “Now then. Now then. Now then Rolf. Can you tell what it is yet? Uhhh. It’s my extra leg, good job I told the nurse to tie the kangaroo down, uhhhh”
Everything comes to those who wait
God always repays his debts
The only reason he got anywhere with appeals was that the victims being children in the 70’s had vague recollections about specific details…