New flatmate moved in today.
And I'm pretty proud to be the one that popped his Take Me Out cherry.
Although it was discovered shortly after that he's an University of Oxford graduate with a 2:1 in History and Masters from UCL therefore his lack of Take Me Out knowledge was more acceptable.
Despite finding this out, in the true nature of being me, I know feel more determined that he should give my other crap TV programmes a chance.
What's the bet I'll have him watching TOWIE with a glass of rose in one hand and a jerk chicken leg in the other within the month?
Challenge accepted.
mwah. xo
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