Friday

So that's why they're called Funny People/May 4th 2012.

Richie - Ooooh matron! How right you are to ignore the unelected Tory-led Coagulation's decimation in the local elections and concentrate on the alleged sexual peccadilloes of a deceased M16 officer! I must say, Lord Richie, we here in the village snug also carried out our own research into how a fully grown man could manage to climb into a holdall and lock himself in. Arthur Groat, octogenarian spoon-playing virtuoso of these parts, managed to fit his nimble frame inside the bag without difficulty and zipped it to within an inch of closure. Local burlesque queen Marcia Braithwaite, however, failed miserably to secure her well-rounded rear and jugs into our holdall and had to be rescued pronto by Old Wob's more than willing hands! It was Dr Singh, dressed in his jubilee underpants and snorkel suit, who took the plaudits though. In fact, he was so firmly ensconced that we had to take him to the local Fire Station to be cut free! Mad in ShamCam n Cleggy's paranoid & Bwoken Bwitain I say!

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