How to live your life like a reality show by Geordie Shore's Scotty T

Let's face it, life can be pretty dullsville sometimes. So occasionally (constantly) we like to get lost in the world of reality shows where dramatic arguments and epic declarations of love as as regular to the stars as spilling coffee on ourselves is to us.

So who better than Geordie Shore's Scotty T that to school* us on how change those boring everyday life situations into an exciting moment to tweet about later...

(*We don't suggest you actually do any of this - you'll def get in some sort of trouble/drams/beef.)

It depends who it is! If it’s a lad, obviously I’d start kicking off, swill them with the milk and flip the cash register over. If it’s a girl I would say ‘what do I get out of this, are you going to neck us on?’ If you cut in front of me then I need to get something in return!

I would act like I’d won a million pounds and get really excited. I’d go to the club and yell ‘drinks for everyone’ and pop bottles of champagne. Then I’d remember it was only and tenner and end up paying it of my own pocket! But it’d just say I’d won loads…

I’d ring them up and say ‘I come first, you’re double booking me so what are you playing at? Even if you made other plans, I should be priority, I’m number one!’ Like, really diva about it. Then if they didn’t change their plans, I would show up to their other thing and kick off.

I’d walk up right behind them, pick up the poo and throw it at their face and yell ‘you’ve dropped something!’ That’s not on!

I’d go over to her and try and graft her and see if I can kiss her on the tube. In front of everyone! I don’t care who sees.

I would go absolutely ballistic! I’d be walking around the shop shouting, ‘I come here every week and it’s a regular size, how can you not have it.’ Then I’d start tweeting saying ‘sort yourselves out’ and demand them for free!

I would ring them up and be like ‘what are you playing at? Take it down!’ Then I’d retaliate and put an awful one of them up to get them back.

I’d throw the remote and accuse them of ruining everything. I’d say 'I pay for the telly so who do you think you are?' Then smash the TV.

I’d be livid so I would scream at the bus driver for being late then I’d call up and hire a helicopter just to make a scene!

I’d eat absolutely everything that they owned in the house to teach them a lesson. Including their shoes.

I’d chase after the car, pull the driver out and steal his car to teach him a lesson! That coat was new!

Hey Scotty, seems you've got quite the bee in your Geordie bonnet so why not have a look at the below, buddy? Zen....