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Well, that was fun!

Queer Eye for the Straight Guy just premiered on Australian television.

I am definitely going to do my best every week to watch it. That was fun. I've haven't seen that much unrestrained bitchery in ages!

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the_metatron
Sep. 29th, 2003 05:32 am (UTC)
Bugger...

Survivor's back.

I'll never see Q.E.F.T.S.G. now.
halloranelder
Sep. 29th, 2003 05:45 am (UTC)
Make sure to tape it in future. It's worth the effort.
halloranelder
Sep. 29th, 2003 05:47 am (UTC)
Actually, I just checked, Queer Eye is on at 8:30 on Ten, Survivor is 9:30 on Nine. You should be able to watch most of Queer Eye, and then transfer over (it was running a little bit late due to Idol).
ex_stormwin
Sep. 29th, 2003 12:39 pm (UTC)
Just to forewarn you, if the order they show them there is the same order as here in the States, the next couple of shows won't be as good as the first. Still funny, just not as spectacular.

But as the show's gone on it's gotten significantly better.
angie78
Oct. 1st, 2003 01:50 am (UTC)
YOu are my second Lj friend to comment on that show..... a worthy watch hey? Hope you are well.
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