I think I might be a bit in love with Charlie Brooker. I don't like to think why, either. I find it slightly relieving that someone hates the world more than I do, mainly.

Also, agreed on Brooker being a rock/ground trainer. It's the perma-scowl. David Mitchell would have a normal type which would disobey him constantly and wreak havoc and make his life a misery.

You have no idea how much I want you to write that fic.