Cowboy builder
Bob the builder seemed extraordinarily surreal this morning. He and his machines were in the wild west on holiday. There's willing suspension of disbelief... but somehow that was a bridge too far. He must be raking it in to be able to ship his crane, roller, dumper-truck, cement mixer and some scarecrow over to the US for a holiday.
There was also singing in it and the opportunity for a song about cowboy builders did not go to waste, which was obviously a highlight.
Except Neil Morrissey should not be allowed to sing.
Something should be done.
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