Seems some halfwit at QVC decided to pair up Jason Vale and Jill Franks. A more egotistical on-screen coupling was hard to envisage as Skeletor's Sister and Mister Juicy embarked on an hour-long cringe-a-thon. In the opening 10 minutes the duo seemingly tried to outdo each other in their pontificating. "I love you, I follow you on Twitter..." exclaimed Franks, (ooh what a privilege to have her follow you!) the "number 11" lines in her forehead doing a little dance as she struggled in earnest to put her "sincere" face on. Vale bragged about the 4million books he's sold. Franks then of course had to talk about her husband (still at least it wasn't about herself) and how he lost a stone and looked great. Then Franks stated how she loves her nutrition and fitness etc. Vale tried to keep up his rugged persona, morphing into Jamie Oliver as he relentlessly slammed bits of celery into his machine. Personally I'd like to ram an organic pineapple down his smug throat! Awful man!
Whatever sales pitch: "Jason travels the world "educating" people" doesn't alter the fact that the contraption he is touting is vastly overpriced and that one can achieve similar results with a standard issue machine from Argos!
Whatever sales pitch: "Jason travels the world "educating" people" doesn't alter the fact that the contraption he is touting is vastly overpriced and that one can achieve similar results with a standard issue machine from Argos!