How do they think it up?

Now, let me go on the record and say that I absolutly detest Big Brother. In fact I can't stand "reality TV" full stop. It's a tired, overused concept to make cheap TV for cash-strapped networks that appeals to your typical "Sun or "Daily Star" reader.
All the while, "celebrities" or even "nobodies" try to salvage themselves a career in TV, radio or some other glamourous industry. Failing that, they'll can always be the special guest at the opening the the Runcorn branch of "Pound-Stretcher".

However, my attention was mildly divereted during a news bulletin, where politician George Galloway seemed to be having a right old pop at Essex girl Jodie Marsh. (You know, that bird who turned up at the FHM awards wearing sod-all).

Now I feared for Jodie here from the start because, lets face it, she doesn't strike you as the most elloquant of debaters.
The jist of it semed to be about eskimos, those little fellers who live in the Artic, with Jodie seemingly going on about their primitive ways.
On jumps Galloway with one of the best put-downs you're likely to hear:
"Given what you openly admit to, who are you to claim that an eskimo is uncivilised?!" (or something like that anyway)
A stunned Marsh looks blankly into space, not knowing what to think before coming out with, what has to be said, isn't the best of responses:
"Well they don't have shops and computers and stuff!"

At that my cornflakes almost flew to the other side of the room! What a brilliant response, even I wouldn't have thought of that one! That's the sort of line that blonde jokes are made of!
Now I know why they keep people locked away from society in the Big Brother house. In many ways, it's a shame it's only 28 days long.