Relationships Talk

Take Me Out host Joel Creasey reveals the ‘messy’ reason why you shouldn’t eat Mexican food on a first date… as comedian admits he prefers ‘polygamy’ to ‘monogamy’

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Ilaria Brophy For Daily Mail Australia

Published:
02:31 EDT, 30 August 2018

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Updated:
03:03 EDT, 30 August 2018

Stand-up comedian Joel Creasey will make his hosting debut on Channel Seven’s dating game show, Take Me Out next week.

And ahead of the highly-anticipated premiere, the blonde funnyman, 28, has shared some of his very own dating advice.

Speaking to OK! Magazine on Thursday, the hilarious television presenter urged fans to avoid ‘messy’ Mexican cuisine on a first date.

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Funny stuff! Comedian Joel Creasey (pictured) has shared his very own dating advice ahead of the premiere of his new show Take Me Out

‘A nursing home. And I always think Mexican is a real risk to have on a first date, very messy. The morgue’s also not great,’ Joel joked.

Joel, who’s been dating model boyfriend, Jack Stratton-Smith for well over one year, also dished on his relationship deal-breakers. 

‘Bad feet, is that weird? I’m really anti-feet. That said, my boyfriend doesn’t have great feet. I don’t know, I’m pretty easy,’ Joel said of the Melbourne-based looker.

‘I always think Mexican is a real risk to have on a first date, very messy. The morgue’s also not great’: Ahead of the highly-anticipated premiere of Take Me Out, the blonde funnyman, 28, (right) has shared some of his very own dating advice. Joel pictured with his boyfriend Jack Stratton-Smith (left) at the Wizard of Oz  Sydney premiere in  2018 

‘Bad feet, is that weird? I’m really anti-feet. That said, my boyfriend doesn’t have great feet. I don’t know, I’m pretty easy’:Joel (left) who’s been dating model boyfriend, Jack Stratton-Smith (right) for well over one year, also dished on his relationship deal-breakers

Joel jokingly said another stumbling point is a person who hasn’t signed up to online streaming service, Netflix. 

And on the subject of romantic relationships the self-confessed ‘selfie-slut’ revealed he prefers ‘polygamy over monogamy for sure.’

Joel’s sidesplitting interview comes ahead of the premiere of the Australian version of the British dating game show phenomenon on September 3rd at 7:30pm.

We have a date! The highly anticipated Australian version of British dating game show Take Me Out set to air next month with Joel as host

Joel took to Instagram last week to share a promotional snap of the show, in which he is pictured posing in front of 30 stunning girls who will appear on the program.

‘Well I am so excited to announce we have a date! Take Me Out arrives on Australian screens on Monday September 3rd at 7:30pm!’ Joel captioned the post.

He wrote: ‘So pop the Yellowglen on ice, grab some ice-cream (that you can totally pretend you are going to serve in a bowl and not annihilate straight from the tub in one sitting) and watch me attempt to find dates for these 30 hilarious women. 

Bigger and better: The program first appeared on Aussie TV in the form of ‘Taken Out’ all the way back in 2008

‘We can’t wait for you to see it. Strap in, strap up and strap on, Australia! We’ll see you on Channel 7,’ he added.

The series was a massive success overseas and was the number one rated show in the 16 to 34-year-old demographic in the UK. 

In a new way to find love, the show will feature 30 women who will be introduced to potential dates at one time, with each woman in possession of a switch to indicate whether they are into the said bachelor or not.

To express their interest, they will switch their lights on, and if they are not interested their lights remain off – waiting for the next guy in line.   

The Chinese version of Take Me Out, titled ‘If You Are The One,’ has gone viral this year thanks to their contestants’ brutal honesty. 

Wow! The series was a massive success overseas and was the number one rated show in the 16 to 34-year-old demographic in the UK

Tom Clancy’s most famed protagonist, Jack Ryan, is a morally perfect C.I.A. analyst with a background in the Marines and a calling to save the world. In screen adaptations of the author’s techno-thrillers, Ryan is far less flashy than the likes of James Bond and Ethan Hunt, and he’s possessed of a self-righteousness we’re meant to approve of. The challenge facing any actor in the part is to enliven a figure whose visionary thinking—his powers of deduction and intuition, his way of asking questions that his colleagues are too idiotic to pose—is proof of his purity. In “The Hunt for Red October” (1990), Alec Baldwin exulted in Ryan’s brilliance with a showman’s panache, as if the character were not stooping through a submarine movie but skipping through a dance musical; sidearm drawn, he shimmied into his shooting stance with a wiggle of his hip. In “Patriot Games” (1992) and “Clear and Present Danger” (1994), Harrison Ford played Ryan as a family man trembling with grit. Ben Affleck furrowed his brow at loose nukes in “The Sum of All Fears” (2002), and Chris Pine, in “Jack Ryan: Shadow Recruit” (2014), flared through a plot tuned to anxieties about global finance and through fight choreography swiped from the “Bourne” franchise.

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In a subplot with the flavor of a lavish allegory, a Nevada-based drone pilot (John Magaro) starts to crumble under the strain of killing distant people, some of them innocent, by joystick. His crack-up echoes against the struggles of the main characters. Greer, we learn, was cast back to Langley after making an uncharacteristic error of judgment in Pakistan. Ryan, sleepless in his bed, flashes on his backstory as the lone survivor of a helicopter crash in Afghanistan. Then he heads into the office in the middle of the night, and thinks through detective work while resting his cleft chin on a fist clutching a baseball. He’s an Orioles fan, but a snippet of workplace small talk demonstrates that his intellectual capacity extends to a comprehensive knowledge of Major League Baseball statistics. Only the national pastime will suffice as an emblem for this action hero. “Jack Ryan” is aware that Jack Ryan exemplifies American ideals in a way that the country itself never could.

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Will, she ever move on or remarry? “God willing, if this is the life that God has designed for me, so shall it be,” Ayanda told Tumi.

The couple met 15 years ago when she was just 18 years old.,“I’ve spent my entire adulthood with him so I don’t know anything…”