At best, it’s unfunny, lazy, misogynistic comedy that objectifies women without managing to scrape up any humour at all. But looking at the seedy underside, it’s giving a platform to a disgusting old man in Frank Thring, who gets to openly and proudly guffaw about his penchant for young women in their early twenties and late teens because they’re “young, dumb, and full of cum.” And because they’re mostly “happy, happy, happy little girls.” Someone check this man’s hard drives. And the host’s while they’re there, for chuckling along and allowing this kind of stuff to go uncriticised and unchecked. Questionable lusting over ‘little girls’ aside, the main crime here is that these men just aren’t interesting, funny or edgy in any way. Lame, regressive, chauvinistic, 1990’s-style chat that today just seems boring, dated and gross. Proof that most men should not be given microphones. Big nope.