From steamy shower scenesthat have fogged up our spectacles (true story) (kinda) to Joel's Googlebox porn shame to Carol Vordy admitting she bins her boyfriends before Christmas so she can revel in party season- this year's I'm a Celeb has been minxy from the get go.
Now to throw another sock into the washing machine of lust, tv-personality and Alan Carr doppelganger Scarlett Moffatt has revealed to her campmates (and the entire nation) that she has a FOOT FETISH. YEP.
The confession came during Monday's I'm a Celebrity... Get Me Out Of Here and viewers were understandably... er... SHOCKED LIKE.
And had to explain things to younger siblings UH OH.
Despite her literally putting her foot in it...
We can barely look at our own feet without wanting to vom in our handbag, let alone be infatuated with them. We would probably rather do that AWFUL fish eye trial then lick a toe. You know. The one where you had to squeeze a fish eye in your mouth til it burst, then spitting out the gooey paste into a cup?
So, um Scar bbz. Can u not.
It all started when the camp mates received their dinner for getting 10 stars in a BTT and it turned out to be crocodile feet. Oh cool. Should be an option at Nandos tbh.
Scarlett very rightly said,'Sometimes some of the food we get is like a Bushtucker Trial to be honest… croc feet.'
It looked AWFUL.
FITLORD Larry Lamb guessed it would taste like chicken 'Bit of coriander on top and you’ll think you’re at KFC.' It probably does, because Larry is always right about these kinda things.
Later round the campfire, Sam and Scarlett were cooking the croc feet which started to sizzle and move in the hot saucepan, Scarlett stepped back from the fire.
'I can’t believe I’ve gone from beans on toast to croc feet, I’ve genuinely never cooked anything I could high five.' said Scarlett. Lolololol. A sign of a true culinary great. We predict she will have a cookbook out by Valentines Day.
“It turned out to be A o.k, do you know what, if I could buy croc feet from Sainsburys I would.” laughed Adam.
'I never thought I'd eat feet but they were quite nice...think I've got myself a foot fetish.' joked Scarlett.
BLIMEY. No one let her anywhere near Donald Trump. We are blaming Stockholm syndrome and the hot Oz sun.
Remember when Carol spent a good hunk of time talking to a toad? Bloody hell.