  Buck up boyo, you're Anne Robinson! When you're not offending the Welsh or stupid Americans on the dumbed-down transatlantic version of your hate-filled, lowest common denominator gameshow, you're being mean to people and pulling the legs off injured animals.
We've seen you. Frankly, all this anger would be best directed towards evil corporations, which you did for a while at the helm of the BBC's Watchdog programme - the only show infinitely better with you on it. As it is, you've suddenly become a multi-million-dollar institution, spawning clones in hundreds of countries, presumably all winking in that terrifying "I look cuddly now, but I can hurt you. Oh yes, I can hurt you bad" way. Maybe you're ultra-famous, but you'll always be a B-list celebrity in our eyes.
At least you're not writing for the Daily Mail any more. You can tell the world exactly what kind of link they are with the following angry outburst: urlLink urlLink Which Annoying B-list Celebrity Are You? urlLink Brought to you by Rum and Monkey. Well that's urlLink bhell13 not talking to me then. via urlLink Ideophobia 
